LOL Allison. Weatherspeak demands by tradition we complain about the weather whatever it is.

one of my favourite memories was travelling from Los Angeles to San Fransisco. I was so hot in LA and when I got to San Francisco there was this sudden line drawn and once I got over that line, I had to wear all the clothes in my suitcase at once. I even wore the airline socks like mittens

there was a restaurant by the Golden Gate Bridge that set off my love affair with cauliflower. Such an evocative memory. It was crushed in a gratin dish, seasoned really well with black pepper and strewn with grated Parmesan. Instantly, I'm back there.