There are things I can’t cook at home – certain Vietnamese soups, old fashioned oatmeal, and overcooked cabbage. They leave the kitchen in a most pungent state.
This weekend my kitchen has been pungent in a good way. It normally whiffs of sesame oil and garlic, but now it also smelled of turkey breast, roasted potatoes, and more than the legal limit of pumpkin spice. Last night I made another batch of pumpkin bread. I used my own spice mix and I must tell you it was heady indeed. When I took it out of the oven, I stood for a moment, deeply inhaling.
That smell was a great one, almost rivaling rain when it hasn’t started falling yet, or a good Monsoon downpour when it fills the whole house with that damp, clean, almost resinous smell.
My nose and I are good friends and I love good aromas. Some of them always tell me I’m home.
Bonus: pumpkin spice mix recipe
For any interested, here’s my spice mix: nutmeg, allspice, cinnamon, and ginger – all ground and mixed together in roughly equal amounts with maybe a bit more cinnamon. I buy them in packets at the grocery store, you know those lovely dollar packets? So I get my pumpkin spice at a discount price. It’s great for adding to oatmeal or coffee.