http://mothersofbrothers.com/common-scents/ All about life with boys...and life in general Sat, 21 Dec 2019 17:09:13 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://mothersofbrothers.com/common-scents/comment-page-1/#comment-10627 Meghan Thu, 30 Sep 2010 15:32:27 +0000 http://mothersofbrothers.com/?p=3621#comment-10627 Great! Now I have fried chicken on the brain :) Great! Now I have fried chicken on the brain

]]> http://mothersofbrothers.com/common-scents/comment-page-1/#comment-10625 kim s Thu, 30 Sep 2010 15:17:05 +0000 http://mothersofbrothers.com/?p=3621#comment-10625 You really had me in the beginning there...grabbing his thigh! This is like porn for the asexual among us. And ironically enough I was going to ask you if you wanted to have lunch today. You really had me in the beginning there…grabbing his thigh! This is like porn for the asexual among us. And ironically enough I was going to ask you if you wanted to have lunch today.

]]> http://mothersofbrothers.com/common-scents/comment-page-1/#comment-10623 jennifer Thu, 30 Sep 2010 12:51:11 +0000 http://mothersofbrothers.com/?p=3621#comment-10623 Very entertaining post, Emily! I would add chocolate chip cookies, fresh out of the oven. I used to make these as my own private treat at a small inn in Taos Ski Valley where I was working as a scullery maid one summer - the kitchen was right next to our bunkroom. The aroma of the cookies would attract all the students from UNM who were taking an intensive French course and staying at the inn. They would come wafting in and beg for cookies which I gave them. Like an idiot, it never occurred to me to charge $ - I would have made more on the baked goods than I did for my entire summer of work ($300, plus free room and board). Very entertaining post, Emily! I would add chocolate chip cookies, fresh out of the oven. I used to make these as my own private treat at a small inn in Taos Ski Valley where I was working as a scullery maid one summer – the kitchen was right next to our bunkroom. The aroma of the cookies would attract all the students from UNM who were taking an intensive French course and staying at the inn. They would come wafting in and beg for cookies which I gave them. Like an idiot, it never occurred to me to charge $ – I would have made more on the baked goods than I did for my entire summer of work ($300, plus free room and board).

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