During the summer I like to eat lots of ice cream. My favorite place to go is Lago's in Rye, NH. They have tons of flavors to choose from and their portions are incredible and it's all homemade ice cream. It's SO good.
When I get home for the summer, it doesn't matter if I arrived on a red eye flight or what but I have to go to the ocean and smell that briny smell. It's tradition and has become an obsession. I crave the smell when I get home. Weird huh?

3 comments:
It's funny how smells are often permanently linked to a memory. Every time I smell cinnamon, I think of my mom. I enjoyed reading your post. BJ
Nice post! I, too, know those fragrances that are tied to people or times.
My mom and I LOVE the smell of coffee too. I thought we were the only Mormons who did though. Hm... miss you. And love your blog by the way.
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