Wasn't it just New Year's Eve? Weren't we just shivering in our sweaters and jackets? All of a sudden it's March, and it feels like summer's right around the corner. No complaints from me, buddy. I love this time of year, not only because of the balmy weather, but because there's so much to do -- almost too much to do, except that it's nice to have options.
Two weekends from now, I know what I'm looking forward to: West of Western Culinary Festival, March 14 and 15 at the Phoenix Art Museu
