September. The word itself sounds like a door closing — softly, without slamming, but closing all the same. The garden is winding down. The tomatoes are still coming but they're smaller now, harder, the last effort of plants that know their time is short. The nights are cold. I pulled on a flannel shirt Monday morning for the first time since April and it felt like greeting an old friend. Helen says I have too many flannel shirts. I say there's no such thing. This is Vermont. Flannel is a food group.
Teddy started first grade on Tuesday. David called that evening to report: Teddy sat in the front row, read everything the teacher put in front of him, and informed his classmates that his grandfather used to be a teacher too, which is the kind of endorsement I didn't ask for but appreciate more than I can say. He's six years old and he already understands that teaching matters. Whether he got that from me or from David or from some genetic predisposition toward taking books seriously, I don't know. I'll take it.
I made apple crisp. The Macs are in — McIntosh apples, which are to Vermont what oranges are to Florida, except we don't put ours on a license plate. We have a tree at the edge of the property that's been there since before I was born. The apples are small and tart and perfect for baking. You peel them, slice them thin, toss with sugar and cinnamon and a squeeze of lemon, and top with the same crisp topping I use for rhubarb — oats, brown sugar, butter, flour. The kitchen paradigm holds: if you have a good topping, you can put it on anything. This is also true of maple syrup, flannel shirts, and a dog named Frost.
Helen signed me up for the Hinesburg Historical Society. I did not ask to be signed up for the Hinesburg Historical Society. I was not consulted. I was informed, after the fact, that I am now a member and that the next meeting is October 12th and they'd love to have me give a talk about maple sugaring. Helen does this. She volunteers me for things the way a general deploys troops — strategically, without asking, and with the confidence that the troops will comply. The troops comply. The troops always comply.
September light on the farmhouse is the best light of the year. Golden, slanted, warm without being hot. I sat on the porch after dinner and watched it move across the yard and thought about first grade and apple trees and the particular kindness of September in New England. Frost sat with me. He didn't say anything. Neither did I. We understood each other perfectly.
The apple crisp gets made once, maybe twice, before the Macs run out — but the cinnamon and oats and brown sugar that go into it deserve a longer season than that. This granola is what happens when the crisp topping becomes its own thing: the same warmth, the same kitchen smell, something you can keep in a jar on the counter and reach for every morning in October and November while the light is still golden and the flannel shirt is still the right answer. It felt like the natural extension of a September that got something right.
Cinnamon Lover’s Granola
Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 35 minutes | Total Time: 45 minutes | Servings: 10
Ingredients
- 3 cups old-fashioned rolled oats
- 1/2 cup chopped pecans or walnuts
- 1/3 cup brown sugar, packed
- 2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
- 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
- 1/4 teaspoon fine sea salt
- 1/3 cup pure maple syrup
- 1/4 cup coconut oil or unsalted butter, melted
- 1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
- 1/2 cup raisins or dried cranberries (added after baking)
Instructions
- Preheat. Heat your oven to 325°F. Line a large rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper.
- Mix the dry ingredients. In a large bowl, stir together the oats, nuts, brown sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg, and salt until evenly combined.
- Add the wet ingredients. Pour the maple syrup, melted coconut oil (or butter), and vanilla over the oat mixture. Stir thoroughly until every oat is coated and no dry patches remain.
- Spread and bake. Spread the mixture in an even layer on the prepared baking sheet. Bake for 30–35 minutes, stirring once at the halfway point, until the granola is deep golden and fragrant. Watch it carefully in the last 5 minutes — it goes from golden to burnt quickly.
- Cool completely. Remove from the oven and press the granola gently with the back of a spatula to encourage clusters. Let it cool on the pan for at least 20 minutes without stirring — this is how the clusters form.
- Add dried fruit. Once fully cooled, stir in the raisins or dried cranberries. Transfer to an airtight jar or container.
- Store. Keeps at room temperature for up to 3 weeks, or freeze for up to 3 months.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 245 | Protein: 4g | Fat: 10g | Carbs: 36g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 60mg