i tried to think of one that stood out over the others, but i kept thinking of what i enjoyed about each season.
spring, for the promising early harvests of asparagus, snow peas, spinach, beets, radishes, and lettuces. fresh, crisp, green spring. not to be outdone by easter hams, and fresh lambs, and stuffed baked trout.
summer, for corn so sweet - who needs candy?
and a trip into the garden with a shaker of salt for sun warmed tomatoes.
also, peaches, watermelons, and plum juices dripping down your chin, while the aroma of grilled meats wafts into the warm breezes.
or cold chicken legs, ham sandwiches, hard boiled eggs, and icy grapes on a blanket at the beach. or clam bakes, and steamed lobsters, and old bay crabs.
next is fall. housewarming roasts with root veggies. baked breads, mixed nuts, and cheeses. big pots of meatballs and sausages in sunday gravy, and even bigger bowls of pasta. octoberfest beers, kielbasi, and sauerbraten, with potato pancakes. and for dessert: apple pies, or baked peaches with ice cream.
finally, winter soups and stews, to warm you from inside out. thermos's full hot chocolate, and doughnuts and cider by the frozen ponds. and fancy holiday meals, putting everyone in the spirit. or into the spirits, as the case may be.
so, i couldn't decide on just one season. there's too much cookin' and eatin' to be done.