Well, here it is again – another fall.  For the first time in years I say “Hallelulah” just ‘cause we had too many really miserable hot and humid days this summer.  In New York City, the crisp fall air just seems to bring the city alive.  When I first arrived here on a cool September day over 50 years ago, I was completely taken by the sweet aroma of roasting chestnuts that permeated the air.  Vendors still roast them on street corners and sell them hot from the grate in small paper bags.  When you smell them, you know fall has arrived.  Warm chestnuts and a farm fresh apple – umm umm – welcome fall!