Since I've moved into my Lexington nest, I haven't been able to shake that new-apartment smell of painted walls and steam cleaned carpet. It's so stale and impersonal. I've tried lighting candles and baking brownies (a dangerous method), but my olfactory just doesn't feel quite at home yet.
There are two places in my apartment, however, where the smells are delightful:
The first, my linen closet. This is where I keep my laundry detergent and dryer sheets, and every time I open the closet door, I'm overwhelmed with that fresh and flowery laundry scent. It's pretty.
The second, my spice cabinet. I love cooking, so going beyond the usual salt and pepper is a must. I keep oregano, basil, paprika, rosemary, thyme and fresh garlic and ginger. I even have lavender and more chili powder than I know what to do with. (Can you guess what is on the menu this winter?) I love opening that cabinet to the delicious aroma of spices. (It's much preferred to opening the trash cabinet.)
In the meantime, the rest of my place smells blah. Help please!
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