I love this time of year, when the weather begins to cool and I can haul out my coat from the deep recesses of the closet. Aside from it being the holiday season, the spattering of rain and blustery winds never fail to make me reflect on and remember moments that have blessed my life.
In preparing for more than 100,000 visitors to descend on the Garlic Capital for three days of eating, dancing and wearing funny garlic hats, the minutiae associated with executing an event of this magnitude is a story unto itself.