okay, what is it about scents & tastes that send you down memory lane?? The other day I had a teensy-weensy bite of Jeff’s chicken fried steak from Denny’s. All of a sudden I remembered Paraguay! It was like I’d never left, I remembered the smells, and the way the food tasted, how we had chicken fried steak almost every night while we were there … 🙂 it was a great trip (both times). 🙂
Then, last night at work, I smelled something else. I can’t even place my finger on which cleaner or scent it was, but BAM! Suddenly I was back at the bank we (my mom, dad & I) used to clean by the ocean. Remembering how it used to smell like cigarettes and coffee, and how I used to clean the windows outside and dream of living on the beach. 🙂 Wonder if Mom & Dad ever wondered why it was taking me so long to wash the windows??
