These
apple cider caramels are my love letter autumn in my city, my attempt, as I wrote in the book, to «pack everything I love about New York City in October — the carpet of fiery leaves on the ground from the trees I didn't even know we had; the sky, impossibly blue; the air, drinkably crisp; the temperature finally delicious enough that it implores you to spend hours wandering around,
sipping warm spiced
apple cider from the Greenmarkets — into one tiny square.»