One of my one favorite smells.
Fresh bread from scratch.
I asked our son to make some of his bread for Sunday dinner. When he took his artisan breads class in culinary school, my husband and I got spoiled with having fresh bread every week. We had all sorts of breads that semester.
Brioche.
Croissants.
Baguettes.
Ciabatta.
Focaccia.
Yum!