Around here there’s a saying—or rather, a general consensus—that the shoulder seasons no longer exist. But the crisp autumn breezes timidly moving through the city as this issue goes to bed have TF staff’s collective fingers crossed for a full-blown fall, the kind that can birth literary one-liners like “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
Whatever the weather may do, Tuscan autumn, even if a mere technicality, always has treasures to fall back on—namely, ones that taste good. Look beyond the market stalls this season and embrace the harvest by popping over to a one-off event or major festival, slipping out of town for a sagra or going all-in for a gourmet foodie course. Jot these palate-pleasing events down in your planner before the dates sneak up on you—winter is on its way, after all.