I don't really think my house in Florida smells like anything ... I mean I come down the street and I can't close my eyes and say "I'm home". I always chuckle a little when Phil and I go to his house and coming down his street you smell the chicken farms and I think okay we're at phil's house! It's not his parents farms that smell, but just some on the street. Today I decided to squeeze some fresh homemade orange juice! so good ... seriously there is no OJ better!!! So while squeezing all the juices and smells brought back some good memories and I guess if I had to pick then the smell that reminds me of home would be oranges :)
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