Autumn Sourdough Savoury Biscuits / Biscotti salati autunnali, con pasta madre

Autumn has crept in suddenly, without giving any notice. The leaves are still green and strangely intact on the trees, there is no trace of wet foliage on the pavements and its comforting and enveloping scent. Only a bitter cold which caught us by surprise and a leaden sky filled with sadness. The season that I’ve always loved the most is hostile to me this year. The season of chestnuts and wooly jumpers, with its warm colors and the primordial scent of the earth and damp leaves crushed under our hurried footsteps in the evening when we return home with one only thought, turning the kettle on.