I love food in general, but one of my favorite parts is those first couple wafts of the deliciousness that you know is coming. I'm sitting in my room right now smelling delicious buttery home fries and man does that make me hungry.
Science has told us that smell is one of the strongest identifiers of memories, and thinking back I can pretty much taste the pan-fried soft shell crab that used to be the last meal wish of a friend, the slowly simmering spaghetti sauce that I'd have to come in and taste all day. Lovely.
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