Last night was the first time I heard the familiar yet nearly forgotten hiss and grumble of the heat in my apartment, as it was the first night cool enough for it to be turned on this season. It squashed my hopes of an Indian Summer (ok, my fingers are still crossed since my neighbor told me true Indian Summer is when it warms up after the first frost of the year, this is an unconfirmed fact but it does give me hope) and assured me that Fall has in fact arrived here in NYC.