Many of my earliest childhood memories involve odors, I think that when we are very small, we live more in the senses.

The aroma of coffee brewing in the morning makes me feel warm and secure, reminds me of waking in my grandparent's house under heavy quilts, to the soft, blurb-blub of Nana's percolator.

My grandbothers house smelled like that too. My grandfather had his bakery right next door and would bring in baked goods late in the day. Sometimes there was nothing being cooked or baked, but the house still smelled nice. The back of the house where the kitchen is, the floor tilted down slighly. It was due to a brook that was just a few feet out the back. The house is been settling for many years, and as a kid, the brook was only a few feet below the surface. Now, its well over 15 feet down and erodes the soil around it. I expect the house to fall someday, as no one lives there anymore. I sure miss it and still dream about living there again.

ks, are you talking about actual sleep-time dreams, or wishes? I still (at 47 years old) dream about my grandparent's house in Southern Maine (on a strip of land next to the beach, a mile of marsh away from the mainland), as well as a couple of other childhood homes. Perhaps a bit of us lives where we did as a child, no matter where we go?

I've thought of another aroma that evokes sense-memory...cinnamon toast! The luscious mix of warm butter, cinnamon sugar and toasted bread, made as a quick snack with numb fingers after a long walk home from school in the cold rain.

I don't care for the taste of coffee, but the smell always brings good memories.

I had a favorite Aunt who's house smelled...... strangely. Never did know what made the curious odor. A month or so ago I visited a woman whose house smelled exactly the same as my Aunt's house. I almost expected my Aunt to appear... armed with hugs and cookies.

Westelle, I am a coffee drinker now, but long before I liked the taste of it I came to love the smell.

I also love the smell of broth simmering (hmm, something else to try on my woodstove, if I can make a big enough pot fit). Indian-spiced foods smell GREAT when they are fresh, but by a few hours later they seem to go stale yet linger more than many other kinds of foods. Fish is the same way.

Zabby

I also like the smell of fresh ground coffe beans, but don'y like coffee to drink. My dad used to know people who made coffee for resturants, and we used to visit every Saturday and I would go out to the store hous where they kept all the raw beans. They had these small 2 pound roasters there too. I would make my own blends from bout 10 different choices of beans. The beans were never ground until coffe was made, so one Christmas I bought my parents a Kitchen Aide coffee grinder. They don't make them anymore, but the unit did do a great job grinding beans. Grandmas house smelled of breads, both rye and sour dough, and also hermits and other things like donuts. Dreams of the old place are still with me as I have some a few times a month. In the summertime, the house had a strong smell of garlic and dill, coming from the big half sour pickle jar.

Yeah!
Prime Rib or Turkey cooking.
Almost anything baking.
Strawberry jam.

Can live without the Pickle smell and fish, but it doesn't really bother me. I know it means we're eating well!!

Deanna

Freshly made bread.

Just made bread in my little used break maker. I started out with some multi- grain mixes from King Arthur flour web site. It must have every kind of grain used in baking. Because it had whole wheat berries, I placed the grain mix in a food processor to chop them up a bit finer. Grains like sunflower, flax, sesame, wheat, oats, millet, spelt, and a few more. It was very tasty bread and the next day I sliced some to make French toast. Used some cherry preserves and that was a nice breakfast.