I find my cravings change with the seasons.  Right now, in the fall, I begin to crave vegetable laden soups and stews, crisp tart apples and apple cider, herb teas, pecan and pumpkin pies, and acorn squash.  Dear Hubby wants slow cooked beef and pork roasts with mashed potatoes and carrots or corn.  He wants apple crisp, bread pudding, and rice pudding with raisins all still warm from the oven.

     My father would make a wonderful turkey soup after Thanksgiving.  He’d boil down the turkey carcass, put in everything but the kitchen sink, and never wrote the darned thing down, he died in 1995.  I’d almost perfected his recipe after years of trial and error when DH decided he no longer liked turkey.  That was the end of that.  Now I make chicken soup with a PA Dutch flair.

     DH’s mother used to make one thing very well.  She made an applesauce cake to die for however, she no longer bakes.  No matter how often DH asks for it I won’t make her cake.  Why?  Because no matter how good it is, it can never compare to the memory of his mother’s. 

     It is fall, and I still crave Dad’s soup.  DH still craves his mother’s applesauce cake.  What foods do you crave when the seasons change?