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Mmmmmmm: Nothing Like the Smell of . . . .

Total Refected Power

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sausage, peppers and onions being prepared. The whole apartment is filled with my wife's glorious creation. Too bad it is for her coworkers. 🙁 She promises some extra for me though. 🙂
 
Mmmmmmm: Nothing Like the Smell of . . . .

your wifes breath after eating afore mentioned dish :disgust:
 
The chill winter breeze on a cold December morning. The smell of chimney smoke from the houses all around, the leaves, the grass, the cold, the frost, all perfectly blended to give you one last breath of freedom before you are stuck in school for the next 8 hours.
 
Warm bread baking, it can send me right back to my childhood. 🙂

And Brut cologne, that is one of my favorite smells in the world. I love when my husband wears it for me. 😀
 
You smell that? Do you smell that? ...Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of napalm in the morning
 
...a hot bath with lavender and peppermint oils.... one of these days, I am just going to pass out and drown because it is so intoxicating!

TRP, your wife's creation sounds pretty darn good, too... but remember, I'm the chubby sister so I am trying very hard not to think of food... :|
 
ISLA:

That dish is a staple in New England. She made it last year for the group and people requested it this year. That's all you smell outside of Fenway Park (Boston Red Sox Baseball Stadium).
 
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