The weather has turned and we’re getting blustery, wet days this week. The skies are grey and the clouds scud past quickly in the brisk winds. The rain comes down in short, sharp downfalls every few minutes.
The cats poke their noses tentatively out of the open door and reverse back into the room, preferring to stay warm and dry.
I’ve been cooking a lot in this weather. Yesterday I roasted a red kuri squash with garlic, paprika and smoked salt. It was the taste of autumn.
I’ve been baking pear frangipane tarts to celebrate a bag full of pears kindly given to us by a neighbouring crofter from his orchard.
This is definitely the weather for pies.
Golden-crusted, flaky pastry topped pies filled with the mouth watering savouriness of beef, onions and gravy.
Pork and apple pies with fresh sage and the sharp sweetness of bramleys.
Chicken pies filled with chicken and vegetables and a creamy, mustard- scented sauce.
Roasted butternut squash pies filled with caramelised red onions, garlic and spinach.
I could go on but I’m making myself hungry now. Suffice to say I shall be baking pies this week.
Ravencroft Skye 
My mouth is watering just reading your post! It is certainly the weather for rib-sticking comfort food – enjoy your cooking (and eating the results)
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As I’m writing this I can smell roasting lamb and vegetables from the hotpot that I’m slow cooking in the oven. There’s something about autumn and winter food, isn’t there 🙂
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