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Tomato, Nostalgia

Isn't nostalgia great?  A smell can transport to a previous setting; a sight can jostle the mind; you can actually feel as though you've actually been struck by a memory.  For example, I don't often eat Cookies and Cream ice cream.  Ice cream isn't my go to dessert and when it is CC is not what I reach for.  It's nothing personal, I'm just not an oreo fan so the premise of the flavor naturally deters me.

However, when I see this flavor pop up 20+ years later, I'm instantly sent back to being 9-12 years old, going to Kmart with my mom or grandma, and they had their little cafe with an ice cream station.  I loved nothing more than a Cookies and Cream ice cream cone at this time in my life.  It's a fond memory which catapults me into random other memories circa that time.

My mom wore Halston perfume when I was a kid and if I catch a whiff of it ever, I'm instantly six years old, sitting on her lap at my grandparent's restaurant, eating the fettuccine I ordered while insisting "no green sutff" (parsley) be anywhere near it.  I feel the nice chill on my skin of a cool Florida night and my mom's hands being cold in temperature, yet warm and embracing from how she sat with me.

Life is full of awesome happenings.  I'm grateful to embrace and recall said happenings.  What's something to onset nostalgia for you?

 And keeping with the theme of nostalgia, a fave pic


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