Wednesday, August 10, 2011

drunken vig-net

it's strange how the taste of clean fryer grease can transport you back almost 20 years in the matter of an instant, full of beer and smoke, from a  south side fast food joint, miles away from the memory, whizzing down the unlit streets of suburbia towards the sound of crickets and sleeping children, i may have gone a thousand miles but i've only taken three steps...

4 comments:

daisyfae said...

i'm more susceptible to scent-memories, rather than taste-memories. but they can be powerful...

sybil law said...

I love how scents throw me back in time, and thankfully - that time is almost always a pleasant place and memory.

Gulfboot Johnson said...

The smell of stale urine on a hot day in a men's toilet always transports me back to my childhood holidays in Camber Sands.

twin said...

"...i may have gone a thousand miles but i've only taken three steps...

nicely done