If the weather of the last week hasn’t persuaded you, here’s a definite sign of summer’s return. The hot dog cart (yes, he’s got a grill, but he seems to sell more dogs than anything else) has come back to the park near my house.
It makes me think of one of my first roommates, Pedro, who I lived with when I first moved to New York City. He used to go back to the Dominican Republic every year during the winter and come back in the late spring. His return was a sure sign it was time to put the air conditioner back in the window, which I did yesterday.