Here's the thing about blogging, at least the way I do it. I cook something, and then I write about it after we eat it*. Days, weeks, or even months pass between consumption and posting, because honestly, that's just how s@#$ goes around here.
The problem with this system** for the reader*** is that there can be a bit of a timing issue. For example, last year I posted the recipes for a fabulous Thanksgiving dinner shortly before Christmas. I have been known to suggest making eggnog scones when the aisles of the grocery store are full of frilly red boxes of chocolate. And recently, I dangled tantalizing images of heirloom tomato pies just in time for people to head out to their local U-Pick apple orchard.
As Charlie Brown**** would say, "Argh!"
I think about this sometimes and despair. Like today. I was driving through vast stretches of the midwest admiring the spectacular foliage while having a mild panic attack about the fact that daylight savings time is ending soon and I'm still grappling with a post about summer corn salad. Then, it hit me.
I could truly fall back.
As in, resurrect some autumn favorites from the archives, and share them ahead of time*****.
Good grief, Charlie Brown! Why didn't I think of this sooner?******
