Nothing evokes memory like smells. Nancy Leson says one whiff of mint, and she's suddenly 6 again. My ticket to 6 is a strong snort off a box of Crayolas. Try it sometime.
One of my favorite food smell memories is that of the sizzling minute steaks in the highly air-conditioned Corky's, a North Miami eatery of my '50s childhood. Another is of onion soup exhaust-fanned onto a freezing Quebec street. That aroma grabbed me by the nose and dragged right in for a hot bowlful. I guess I've just got a thing for warm food in cold environments. Not always, though.
One of my least favorite would be the smell of boiling seal meat. But that's a story for another day.
What are your most and least favorite food smell memories?
"A nose that can see is worth two that can sniff." -- Eugene Ionesco
This story originally aired May 8, 2013
