Glazed Doughnuts

The smell that hit my nose when I opened a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts last week sent me on a hopscotch trip back to my days of ponytails, patten leather shoes, itchy can-cans and car rides. Krispy Kremes don’t go that far back, but the aroma of a scrumptious glazed doughnut is universal.

Time travel exists!  That experience whisked me back to scenes from my first decade of life, scenes all the more vivid due to my strong feelings associated with them. (I am blessed they were positive feelings rather than scary, traumatic ones).

What was responsible for this time travel? My nose! When we sniff a smell, information from that smell travels through more of the brain than info from the other senses does. This means memories triggered by smells are stronger and a bit more accurate perhaps.

Dad loved to get them some Sunday mornings. If I was already dressed for church, I went along, standing up in the back floorboard of that big black Chevy holding on to a looped cloth handle. We stood in line just long enough that I probably made those sitting by me in Sunday school yearn for a sweet treat.

Once in a great while my parents would have a lapse of some kind and we would eat our doughnuts on the way to church, washing it all down with a tiny carton of chocolate milk. Once in a greater while we would be eating our doughnuts as we played hooky, all dressed up in our Sunday best to go see older relatives south of St.Louis.

While on this time trip. a nostalgic mood hit for the doughnut shop we used to have here in town at Hillcrest Plaza. Getting there to find a seat and enjoy the sweet breakfast before school required strategic planning.

Hmm…maybe I would not have had such a time learning times tables if my third grade teacher had made doughnuts a part of the lesson plan!

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About gleefulee

Retired after 33 years of teaching English and French (one year in private school in Memphis, TN and the rest in public school in Doniphan, MO. Enjoying new adventures - all those things I put off for lack of time, energy, now I can try them! Pottery, writing, traveling, camping, kayaking, dancing, listening to some of the best live music ever, and making passionate, lively new friendships. All christened with an appreciation for great red wine! Created and operated KC's on the Current, then sold it and managed it for new owners. Now totally retired and looking for my summers to be full of fun as well! Born and raised in St. Louis, MO near The Hill. Though a transplant to Southeast Missouri, still very much a city gal at the core with a deep love of the natural resources in these Ozark foothills. Currently I am a content contributor for Poplar Bluff Living Magazine and a columnist for our local weekly The Prospect News. My rescue Siamese helps with most of the proofreading; he has a great ear. I relish the solitude easily had in the Mark Twain Forest but thoroughly enjoy lively outings for music, wine, conversation close to home or in my beloved hometown. Technology is my greatest challenge but so worth the shared connections. There may be a need for solitude but there is little loneliness.
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