It’s officially fall and it’s almost starting to feel like it down here in Charleston. The mornings are crisp, with a slight bite in the air, but the temperatures still inch their way up by the end of the day. Alas, I embrace those bundled up moments in the early hours, and I’ve started to bring out a bit of fall decor here and there.

When your husband says its the best dessert you've ever made, you take it for what its worth. When he eats the entire crisp in one sitting and demands you make it for Thanksgiving and Christmas, you start to believe he really likes it.

A few months ago I was perusing Pinterest {as I often do} and stumbled upon the most gorgeous photo of a woodsy outdoor dinner party. The photo was moody in the most charming way- a lone rustic farm table in the woods; lit by candlelight, set with mismatched tableware, and accented with assorted blankets to fight any chill. I showed the image to my husband in passing, mentioning that I would love to recreate the scene one cozy fall night.