I love Fall. The golden leaves. The argyle sweaters. The smell of bonfires. And especially the earthy harvest flavors. The seminary down the street from us has pecan trees, which, if you can beat the squirrels to them, drop loads of delicious nuts this time of year.
The Bear and I spent a good while cracking and shelling a bag of pecans I collected the other week. The sweet, buttery insides are perfect right out the shell and smell wonderful when toasted.
These are going in a stuffing for butternut squash. I'll post the recipe soon :)