Since childhood, this food has heralded the return of my favorite season: summer. It also signaled the approach of my favorite childhood day, my birthday. In my mind, the taste and smell of watermelon intermix with squealing games of catch, barefoot runs around the yard, lightening bugs, and thunderstorms. The drip of watermelon down my hands and arms feels like the return of freedom and adventure. Watermelon in the perfect stage of ripeness oozes happiness.
And what else is there to say?
