I walked home from dinner at Bar Verde with my friend Andy last night. The night was a pleasant temperature, but with a chilly undertaste of things to come. In the sky above the city, a blood moon slouched in the saddle of the purple-blue clouds, itself wonderfully low and orange. As I got to the corner of Carlton and Parliament, I was drawn to the window of the local
patisserie and fine food emporium Daniel et Daniel. They always do beautiful seasonal displays, and this was perfect. 🎃
