Marrakech in May is unseasonably tagine-hot.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was lucky enough to spend some of my school days in Barbados, where my father was working, and this gave me a taste for hot weather.
Wit ought to be a glorious treat like caviar; never spread it about like marmalade.
I love hot sauce. It can't be hot enough for me.
I love hot edamame with truffle sauce.
It's hot as hell as can be.
Spices are very hot, very hip. I love spices. I've always loved the Mediterranean flavors.
April is the cruellest month.
The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit.
It is warm work; and this day may be the last to any of us at a moment. But mark you! I would not be elsewhere for thousands. - at the Battle of Copenhagen.
There's something I love about how stark the contrast is between January and June in Sweden.