The taste of the seasons

Ur, I fear that my friend will say that I am baiting you all again with my suggestive language... but really, I am not. Would I ever do that to you all?

I associate certain sights, sounds and tastes with the four seasons. Read on to find out more!

• Spring: I must really not care for spring, because I can only think of two things to write... and they are not food-related. The wakening up of life as we know it, the grass, bees and flowers... not to mention the smell of the fresh cut grass, is what I think of for this season
  
  
• Summer: As a child of summer, its not surprising that I simply luv this season. This is the time to whip out your tiny tees, cargo pants and flip flops to go roaming in the city. Why not bikini or shorts, you might ask. Frankly, these things hardly see the light of the day for some reason. I blame it on the mild Emeryville weather. The only reason I have a tan is because I soak up the sun like nobody's business.
  
  There are three first place winners for food, starting with a perfectly ripe, red melon. I never was into the yellow watermelon. Do you notice the grittiness of the flesh when you bite into it? My, that is a feast for your senses. I like it so much that I buy watermelons on a weekly basis. Too bad that I am still not an expert at picking them. Then, are the plain flavored froyo and shaved ice with fresh fruit toppings (mango, strawberry and red bean). I especially like enjoying these chilly delights on a rainy day.
  
  
• Autumn: Besides the obvious falling leaves, I associate warm coats and foggy breaths with this season. As for food, it would have to be a slice of sweet potato pie, gobbled down with a cup of hot apple cider. This would even be better if you have it on the bed while reading a good book or watching the cartoons. All you have to do is pick your sin is what I say.
  
  
• Winter: What to say about this season? Way too much, I am afraid. First, is the godforsaken daylight hours, which is always painful to adjust to. Then, is the snowman look. The good news is the food. Roasted chestnuts and yams are readily available, if you are in Taiwan. Freaking frakin. The chestnuts are roasted in sugar of course. The smell of the charcoal, and the sound of the fire crackling are simply heavily. Even better if you can roast some marshmallows and make s'mores while you are at it. Besides sleeping in (there's nothing like sleeping in on a cold, rainy day), I also enjoy slurping down a heart-warming cup of soup (hot pot!) or a good cup of caffeine thinly disguised in the form of coffee or tea. This is also the season that I associate with family. Once a year, all six of us will meet up ~ Thanksgiving timeframe and break bread. Well, not really, more likely just to eat.