Are you reading this with your afternoon coffee? How’s it smell? How’s your co-worker smell? Wait, I’m digressing.
In Rockland, Maine, the owners of the Rock City Coffee Roasters must deal with neighborhood complaints that it gives off an unpleasant aroma. One man said, “It’s not the same odor you get when you walk by the coffee grinder at a supermarket. That’s pleasant, but this was not.” But some others disagree, like the 1,200 folks who sign the “Save Our Smell” petition.
Many years ago Portland, Oregon forced the Wonder bakery to filter the smell of freshly baked bread out of their exhausted air. This also was due to neighborhood complaints.
On cold winter days, I stood under the warm air exhaust from the bakery and it was wonderful.
Some people, sheesh!
That’s insane, Susan. I’d be tempted to start selling fresh bread scented candles with the Wonder Bakery name just for spite.
I thought it was tragic myself. And considering the farm where I live now is using FRESH manure to fertilize the fields, such homey-scented memories are particularly galling!!
That would be a smell I would not have enjoyed during the first few months of pregnancy.
My highschool always smelled like peanut butter on warm spring afternoons, due to it’s proximity to a peanut butter factory.
That smell has followed me through life, and just may be my ‘signature’ scent.