Late autumn comfort food

So it just hit me: I'm really craving some falafel right now. If you've never had it, try it; I've only ever had homemade, and I can't stop eating the stuff.
It's traditionally fried (and usually fried at our house, too), but that crosses the danger threshold a bit more than I like. You know, holding the batter at arm's length and slooowly putting it in the two inches of boiling oil that could set everything on fire... Not really fun.
But I think some baked falafel with Sour Supreme and steamed veggies would make me ridiculously happy now.
The problem with falafel is the grease, basically; otherwise it's healthy, and I hate the fact that it makes my hands greasy. So I did a Google search and found that, apparently, it's quite common to bake it instead. So maybe I'll give that a go.
I'd like to try making falafel as patties, and putting them on a hamburger bun with tomatoes and lettuce. A good summertime lunch, maybe?

Converts and disasters

I swear I've been cooking things since March. Good grief, it's been a while.
So my family went veggie for a while, but this has ended in what I call, eh, disaster. My sister, Grace, was the first to go. She called one day and after much "ehhhh"s and "ummmmm"s said that she'd broken down and gone carnivorous.
"How, exactly?" I said, my eyes squinted with the squint of cynicism.
She'd apparently eaten a chicken nugget. Well, four chicken nuggets. And a burger. And some bacon.
"I fell off the wagon," she said.
"No. You fell off the wagon, rolled down a cliff and burst into flames." I was trying to be positive, you see.
"Meh," said Grace, sounding depressed yet relieved.
All I could think was, thank Gordon I didn't buy her that subscription to the 'Vegetarian Times'.

Anyway, hope you're all having a lovely autumn. I made a ridiculously good potato soup two weeks ago, and a pretty good apple pie. I shall get back into the swing of things and post photos from now on! I swear it!! Arrgghhh!!!