Limoncello and (feels like) June:

I bought some Limoncello last night, when Amanda and I made a Sam's run. It feels a bit wrong to drink it in February, even though it's 60 degrees here (!). Limoncello is June in Chicago, when you get it out of the freezer and the bottle is impossibly cold. And you get in arguments about how much club soda to use. When you finally get to drink it, it's just a little bit alcoholic, but lemony and a little sweet and SO cold. I think of sitting with my windows wide open for the breeze and my baby fan going, thinking about how I should be studying for finals, but really just being cool for the first time since I got out of the shower in the morning.

And now it's February and I'm drinking Limoncello. It's somehow not the same thing. But I'm going for a walk to the Point this afternoon, since it occurred to me that I haven't been back since I got back from London. It seems like ages.