Yiddish, Sandy Denny and Nice Sweaters

Hello one and all from gloomy Brooklyn, where the weather is chilly, rainy and wonderful. It’s not only the name of my favorite Guns N’ Roses song, but it’s genuinely one of my favorite vibes. Cold November rain is cozy as hell, especially when you’ve got nowhere in particular to be, and I’m stuck inside preparing myself to cook Thanksgiving dinner for …