Ha! Watch out, most of Chicagoland. Watch out. Seriously, it's the same as ever. Watch out. Food-wise, I have less of an appetite in the summer. My apartment is not air conditioned, and the thought of approaching the stove is enough to drain me of the last energies I have left. This kind of weather, I go in for tapas, finger-foods, spicy things . . . beer, salads, etc. Beer. But curiously, as joler says, when I'm at the beach, I'm starved.