Coffee, Bacon, Onions and Popcorn

The scent of perking coffee.

The scent of sizzling bacon.

The scent of frying onions.

The scent of popping popcorn.

Irresistible!

The scents of

perking coffee,

sizzling bacon,

frying onions and

popping popcorn

to me

have always been

irresistible.

Remembering!

As a child I remember

awakening every day to the early morning

perking sound of my mother’s

old fashioned coffee pot.

Though yet too young for coffee,

though many years before allowed coffee,

lying in bed I remember the delightful,

wafting scent of early morning coffee

that signified the start of each day.

Not on all days,

but as a child

on some days I remember

impatiently sitting at the kitchen table

watching my mother vacillate between

pouring coffee, cracking eggs

and turning the sizzling,

fat spatting bacon.

Remembering!

Remembering the mouth watering

scent of sizzling bacon

that signified the first meal of the day,

on some days…

Frying onions!

Other than always causing

pangs of hunger…

Really,

I cannot think of an

anecdote regarding

the scent of frying onions.

Well…

Other, of course, than liver and onions

which, way back then…

well, really,

what kid likes liver and onions?

Suffice to say, though,

the scent of frying onions

have always caused pangs of hunger.

Popping popcorn!

Roy Rogers,

Gene Autry,

Red Ryder,

Boston Blackie

and Charlie Chan

Saturday afternoon at the movies:

A quarter for admission;

a nickel for candy

and a dime for…

Handing the stub to the ticket guy,

passing into the theatre with

a nickel for candy and a dime for…

Hearing the “pop” “pop” “pop”

of the popcorn machine and,

Oh my, God!

The scent of popcorn popping.

A nickel for candy

and a dime for a box of popcorn.

Irresistible!

To me…

the scents of

perking coffee,

sizzling bacon,

frying onions and

popping popcorn

to me have always been irrestible.