Welcome to post-Labor-Day summer, that awkward period in New England when some people break out their boots and sweaters, while others cling to their flip flops for dear life. There's that old rule about not wearing white anymore (that I gladly threw out in my early Miami years). Pumpkin Spice is available, but it's really still rosé weather. It's a weird time for all of us up here.
Personally, I feel the same awkwardness in the kitchen. Am I ready for butternut squash yet? (Honestly, never.) Could I eat a few more tomatoes? (Definitely, yes.) Earth-shattering dilemmas, I know. The same goes for the table, and when I have any doubts about how to set, I always go back to what I know: neutrals.