Bacon, Bread, and Coffee

Smell You Later

Humans have very strong scent memory. Tell us about a smell that transports you.


Since I have lost about 90% of my sense of smell, due to asthmatic allergies and steroid sprays that make it possible for me to breathe, I can tell you that you don’t value that sense of smell nearly enough until you lose it.

So many good memories–and a few not-so-good–are associated with smells. Perhaps my all-time favorite is the perfume of freshly baking homemade bread. Rich, yeasty, and promising of good things to come.

Bacon. We all know how wonderful bacon smells.

Coffee?  I’ve always loved the smell of coffee.  It takes me back to the breakfasts we used to enjoy when we were traveling to Colorado from Minnesota.  Dad would pump up the little gas stove and get his pot of coffee started.  Back then, you used a tin coffee pot. You dumped the grounds in the bottom, filled it up with cold water, and set it on the burner to boil.  Is this what I’ve heard referred to as “cowboy coffee”?  Just before the boiling brew spilled out of the spout, you took it from the burner and put a quick squirt of cold water in the spout to “settle the grounds.”  That was so you didn’t get a cup full of grounds to chew 🙂

It smelled SO good!  I can’t tell you how disappointed I was the first time I tasted it. Blech.  Bitter, Maybe that’s why my folks doctored it up real good with sugar and Carnation Evaporated Milk!

Anyway, the smell of coffee and bacon out in the open, early in the morning, was sure to whet the appetite and create great memories.

Then there are the smells of Christmas, which could fill up a whole new post.

Spring smells. Onion grass, rain on dry ground, lilacs. Rose gardens in June. Smoky fall scents, wet leaves, hearty soups and stews slow-cooking in the kitchen.  The clean, sharp scent of a really cold winter day. Even the hot smell of a sidewalk in summer is evocative for me. So many memories, so many good times.  Going down to the farm for Thanksgiving and/or Christmas, walking into a house that just made you want to sit down and eat.  Turkey, ham, pies.  A feast for the nose and the eyes.

Enjoy your sense of smell.  Store up the memories. You’ll be glad you did.

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