Limeade
the first night in spring when it's warm enough to keep the bedroom windows open.
A night in spring or autumn when it's warm enough to sit outside but cool enough to keep the bugs from flying around.
a home-made apple cobbler that I baked myself.
Driving on a limited-access highway late at night and no one else is on the road, and there's 1950's country music or rockabilly on the car stereo.
A supper of fried fish, hushpuppies, macaroni and cheese and leaving out the vegetables.
Coming home from work after a cold rainy day and fixing a mug of hot chocolate and sitting by the fire place. Before my type II diabetes set in, there would be booze in that chocolate.
More limeade. Anything that tastes or smells like limes.