This time of year, I dream relentlessly of the beautiful autumn colors that I took for granted when living on the East Coast of the United States... This has always been my favorite time of year, but it's just not the same in Paris. We do go a bit over the top with pumpkin-flavored everything in the US, but dammit if we don't all love it! There is absolutely no substitute for driving to Butler's Orchard to pick apples, maybe enjoy a hay ride, warm up with fresh apple cider, and leaving with a nice fat pumpkin or two. So desperate times call for desperate measures: my only solace while pining for the autumn pleasures I love so dearly is Starbucks' Pumpkin Spice Latte... Don't judge - you've been there too. In life, we have take what we can get.
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