In New York, we're a grass-is-always-greener type people. When it's hot and sweaty on the train in the summer, people fantasize about cozy, snowy days. When it's actually winter, people walk around in 85 layers of polar vortex-proof clothing while they dream of warm days in the park. In fashion even, they're always showing spring collections in the fall. Seasonally, we're always looking to what's next, and unfortunately I'm no exception. Yup, I've fallen prey to it. I'm officially over this winter thing, including cooking.