Its amazing how the simple smell of something can rejuvenate wonderful memories!!When I was a little guy of 9 I spent my summers in a small town called Sontag Ms. My Grand parents had a farm there.
I would wake at day break to the smell of bacon and coffee. Sleepily stumble into the kitchen to have coffee with my Grandma before every one else woke up, She would pour me a cup of warm milk with just enough coffee to turn the color a light brown. We would sit and have important conversations
That is the thought I have when I smell coffee and bacon