I grew up on the northside of Houston Texas . My dad had a grocery store and each morning in the summer i would go with my dad to the wholesale company to buy groceries . We had an old chevy panel truck and by the time we got back to the store it was full . Oncw a week we would go by the Mrs Bairds bread plant and get a few loafs of hot bread and bring it home for lunch ! The smell of that bread cooking in that plant was so wonderful !
This morning sitting on my patio having coffee reminded me of those wonderful times with my Dad and going to that bread plant because they moved the bread plant about a half a mile from my house and this morning the wind was blowing toward my house with the smell of baking bread and once again it was wonderful ! It took me back to a simpler time in my life and my Dad too ! It was wonderful to smell and filled the neighborhood with the smell of joy and happiness !
Go by a bread pland while they are cooking and enjoy for yourself that wonderful smell of joy and Happiness !!
