Angela Raincatcher | Nine Ravens Studio

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The Scent of Buttered Toast

Posted on | July 11, 2008 | No Comments



buttered toast, originally uploaded by billmarrs.

I was just walking up the stairs in my office building, and I swear I just smelled warm buttered toast. Which made me think of my mother because she always eats toast for breakfast.

Lightly crispy buttered toast is truly a comfort food for me — but one I don’t often think of, except when I am sick and trying to keep something, anything, down.

But for just a moment, in the grey office stairway, I was reminded of my childhood and my mother, with the ghost scent of toast.

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