Wendy’s changed the spicy chicken sandwich. The new one isn’t bad, but the old one occupied a very specific spot in my memory that will be missed.
Wendy’s changed the spicy chicken sandwich. The new one isn’t bad, but the old one occupied a very specific spot in my memory that will be missed.
The scent of my grandparents’ house.
It had a very distinctive sweet aroma. I was never sure what is was, and I never asked. The scent followed them when they moved into a condo in a retirement facility. The last time I visited them in their condo was 2019, and they’ve both since passed away.
They gave me a book many years ago, the pages of which used to smell like their house. I know if I dig that book out of storage, it might still have a trace scent in it. But otherwise, it is now just a memory.
My grandparents had one of those ottomans that you could open up and put things in. I grabbed it after my grandpa died and will occasionally open it and take a big whiff of that granparents’ house smell.