I had started out writing this post with a joke about pumpkin spiced everything this time of year but honestly, it just doesn’t feel right in light of all that is happening with the world. My heart is so heavy for the people of Las Vegas, Puerto Rico, Mexico, and everyone that feels less than or afraid everyday single day simply because of the color of their skin or their gender or who they choose to love. Sometimes it seems silly to write about things like baked goods when there are so many more important things we could be talking about. As I thought more about how to start this post, I realized that food is often a comfort – and not just in the eating of it. Food, for me, is so often about community. People coming together to share a meal and fellowship is one of the great joys and comforts of my life and I think community and comfort are things we can all use right now. With that in mind, I’m going to write about pumpkin bread today. And then I’m going to make a good cup of tea and sit down with those I love and eat. …