Sundays at Granny’s house have embedded precious memories.
The rich, comforting aroma of sweet tea filled delicate china cups. Warm bread, slathered with creamy butter, carried the scent of home and comfort.
Aunt millie’s baked apple tart filled the kitchen with it’s fragrance. The buttery pastry crisped in the oven, releasing a scent so rich it made mouths water long before the first bite.
Long after sundays at granny’s had passed, these smells – tea, bread, and buttery pastry – bring back warm childhood memories in an instant.
