pump' it up.

tartlets.
mmhmmm.
because it's albier'ocktoberfest.
and tarts are good.
also,
pumpkin is seasonally appropriate, and perfectly delicious,
and also, exactly what october calls for.
y'know?
well, you're gonna.
pumpkin tartlets, friends.
there are things that have to happen.
pumpkins?
dope.
tarts?
dope.
mini versions?
dope.
why?
because you can eat way more of them...
check the site-specific-autumn-magic-type teleport:

c'mon!!!
creamchee' puff pastry cups,
pumpkin chee'cake fillin',
with cinnamon, mace, nutmeg, allspice, ginger, and cloves,
plus brown sugar, maple juice, vanilla, and butterish pats???
yuuuuup.
and on top of that?
coconut sugar, and raw sugar, and butters and soymilk and stirring forever,
to make that incredible caramel drizzle.
holy sh!t, neighbors.
that makes it so expert.
but,
we know too much is the right amount,
and we know that it should probably go to eleven, too.....
that's why there are those color-coordinated autumn-hued big ol'
sugary crystal sprankles on top.
that's the way to doo-doo that spooky pumpkin-style sh!t, isn't it?
you'd better believe it.
***********
i'm all about this weather,
these warmish shortish days,
the hard styles,
the longish colder and colder and colder nights,
the rough patches,
and the blurry edges of one day bleeding over into the next.
it's been a spellbinding falafel fusilade fading the rest of my real life
into subtle, indistinguishable background noise,
and then elite treats bringing me back to the world in the morning.
i make the most of what time i think i've got,
and i make a mess of my kitchen,
but also,
i make it look good,
considering how good-lookin' i'm not.
rules are rules, though, and you know the old saw-
stay ugly, stay dope.
so don't sleep on that loud, fresh, hardness y'all.
it's a thing,
and it's out there,
and you need it.
really;
never quiet, never soft.....