Revisiting Mike's Big Juicy Summer Backlog

Summer is finally dead. New York’s string of 80-degree highs has broken. A thick blanket of clouds envelopes the sky. It is a time for sweaters and soup, mugs of tea and apple cider, warmth and coziness. Fall is here, beckoning the world toward its yearly reverie. A chance to slow down, to contemplate. And as I do, I can’t help but feel like I’m … Continue reading Revisiting Mike's Big Juicy Summer Backlog