
You can feel it in the air ...pumpkin coffee season. Sorry haze and French van., you take a backseat when September rolls around.
I scooped some Green Mountain p-spice at Hannies (yes I said Hannies) over the weekend and cut it with Equal Exchange’s mind, body, soul for a bitchen brew. What is it about this flavor that warms the cuckles of my heart? It is the embodiment of autumn. From the first squashy-nutmeg-y sip, I’m transported to the back roads of Vermont as the crimson sugar maple leaves fall around me. Ahhhh! I do not over-exaggerate, it’s that good. The flavor-happy Coffee Mill on Palmer Street in Lowell is offering p-spice now. And their’s is as good as Green Mountain. They pick random days to brew it, but it’s on tap as iced coffee right now! Several years ago I had great pumpkin ravioli at the Hancock Inn in N.H. I still remember the experience. Sily, smooth and fall-forward.
Anyone found any other great pumpkin stories?
