Mediterranean food holds a romantic spot in my heart, especially as autumn crawls back into my life. Every year for the last fifteen years of my life, September has sparked a near beginning in the fire of my life, heart, and head. It's astonishing to realize that this is my first September when I don't have to get up at 6am to rush to the bus and see if the bus driver may or may not drive by me on a frigid morning or casually stroll in five minutes late to my horrible college math class spilling coffee every second down the stairs.