I love walking into the big supermarket. Especially early in my day. The first taste of grocery air makes me breathe deep and slow – and I recall my apron-wearing days. I have to enjoy the aroma at first-entry since my nose seems to acclimate to it just a few steps beyond the door. (I’d close my eyes and let it take me back if there was no risk of running into the canned spinach display.)
The smell in the grocery stores must be a hard-wired connection to my youth. First job. My mentor Marshall Allen. He was the always-laughing businessman who could not walk by an employee without saying “Hustle!” I both loved and dreaded it. I think I worked as hard and fast as a naive teenager could.
The aroma of the supermarket reminds me of him, and home, and simpler times.
I wish it came in an aerosol so I could spray a little around throughout the day.
Try this for that Comfort Feeling – as associated by the tastebuds!