The nostalgic scent of coming home from a long day at school where you spent the afternoon watching the leaves fall out the window, only to find your favourite elder loved one has spent the day baking your favourite fall treats. You smell nuts, spices, sugar and flour wafting through the air as you roll up your sleeves to help roll out the dough. An old, scratched record plays from the living room as you both begin to hum along.
