I am a middle child.
According to the experts, this makes me a peacemaker.
And so I am.
This is my gift to all those out there who are both angered and tempted by pumpkin spiced food offerings in the sweltering hot days of September. (If you live – blessedly – in a climate that’s affording you a cozy long-sleeved shirt at 3 o’clock in the afternoon, carry on with steaming hot lattes, my friends. Enjoy one for me.)
Living where we do, in sub-tropical suburbia, leaves my sentimental soul wanting during the “seasons”; which means I’m usually trying to comfort my heart’s desire for smoky bon fires, crunchy fallen leaves, and apple harvests with some serious head fakes.
I actually tried it, you know. Drinking a hot pumpkin spice latte. (So sue me.)
It just felt wrong – to sit sipping a burning hot spiced latte while I sweated through my tank top, mopped my brow, and tried to pretend fall was in the midst.
The air doesn’t even smell like autumn yet – and it does sometimes, even here – because leaves do eventually fall (I’ve heard this is more because of the photosynthesis cycle and the shorter days than the actually temperature).
But as far as feeling like fall has arrived?
That’s the full-on head fake.
And that’s where pumpkin spiced muesli comes in.
I will admit unabashedly that I am a newbie to muesli.
It’s always sounded bizarre to me. And I have yet to try any version made with fruit juice instead of milk. I’m not ruling anything out for my future self though – weirder things have happened.
I met muesli face to face about a month ago, here.
It was crazy good. Then all of a sudden – it was supposed to be autumn, I felt the need to dive into the annual head fake, and voila.
Pumpkin Spice Muesli.
Fall flavor. Cold breakfast. Whole goodness.
I’ve eaten it, with gusto, at least 9 mornings out of the last 14.
And guess what?
It’s starting to feel a lot like fall.