Ithaca Mafia.

There are few things in this world I enjoy eating more than fresh, roasted pumpkin seeds.  So you can imagine my glee when I discovered these waiting for me upon my return from the frigid Bills game.  My wife, she takes care of me.

I could easily munch on the entire bag in one sitting, but I’ve been carefully rationing it out — hopeful that I can make their goodness last far into the fall.