I moved to San Francisco from NYC in late June, and I have to say, seasons here are...confusing. July and August were pleasant enough, warmer than usual, I hear, and my spot in the Mission is perfect for sitting in the sun and watching the fog roll over other, less-lucky neighborhoods. Then I did a bit of traveling, to Germany's wine country and Oregon's fish-and-chips country, and arrived home in October and found out that it was summer. Like, sunburn weather, bonfire on the beach whether—iced coffee, not hot toddy weather.
Many of us eat seasonally without even thinking about it: tomato salads when the tomatoes are good, tomato soup when they're not, oatmeal for cold mornings, peaches for hot ones. But do you drink seasonally? Are you starting to reach for stouts and porters? Or do you stick with a gin and tonic no matter what the weather? Do you get excited for pumpkin beer and stirred autumnal cocktails, or could you care less?