Autumn in upstate NY can be beautiful. It can also be rainy and dreary. This past weekend was a mix, but it was perfect.
Yesterday in particular was a typical autumn day: a little rain, a little sun and a lot of wet leaves.
Coccolino was in his glory, soaking up some rain-drenched grass.
Pixie was bouncing all around, driving a serenely snacking Cocco to snout his way away from the puppy.
That’s when we decided to roast some yummy chestnuts.
Stefano, the seventh generation Roman Italian, knows how to roast those castagne. I used to love to go to chestnut festivals when I was living in Italy. We would travel to all the nearby towns and munch on toasty chestnuts and drink that incomparable Italian vino. Those were the days . . .
Now Stefano and I are lucky if we get two or three because the kids gobble them right up. All summer, while making s’mores, the kids just kept asking when the chestnuts would be ready. They both love them and it makes me happy to continue the Italian fall-time tradition right here in NY.
Then there’s Cocco.
Look at those pretty teeth. Pretty good for getting a raw chestnut out of the shell! This is what remained:
Pizzico missed out on all the outdoor fun but made up for that with some great one on one cuddle time. He still misses Lacci, as do the rest of us, and he is trying to understand the new balance with Pixie. One on one time with me is the only time he really seems back to normal (i.e., before Lacci passed away). It takes time.
Hope you all had a wonderful fall weekend! Last week’s giveaway winner will be announced soon.