There are some smells from childhood that stick with you, smells with which you quickly associate a memory of a person, place or thing. Here are some on mine from growing up in India.
1. fried fish = missing grandma
2. sticky, sweet honey = grandpa slaughtering a giant jack fruit with his machete
3. ginger and lemon = icky sore throats
4. disinfectant = mom scrubbing me clean (on the front porch)
5. coffee = quality time with dad = finding errors in the newspaper
6. rotten mangos and sweat = hugs from a specific uncle
7. asafoetida = people sans deodorant
8. rancid oil – yummy roadside treats
9. sour milk = poor rural clinics
10. Baked potato = a cobra is slithering somewhere close by
2 thoughts on “memories of smells”
Chanel # 5 = my head turning toward the perfume’s scent, confirming that Yes, she was indeed Chanel #5 = finer things in life
lavender = summer = wonder and pleasant thoughts
Lovely, Ray! I can see the pictures in my mind.