I remember going to her house in the summer and as soon as I entered the door, this wonderful aroma hits me in the face like a mack truck! A smell that brings back memories for me is the SWEET smell of bananas–from my grandmother’s house! My grandmother passed away a year ago and I miss her so, but as soon as I smell the aroma of bananas, I immediately think of her warm smile, long-hot summers in Arkansas, her stern voice, and family get-togethers. The nostalgic memory of my grandmother’s presence can be found in the produce area of any local grocery store or Farmer’s Market, lol! Oh how I miss her so!