|You did know that you could smell people who work in a pickle factory almost a half-block away, didn't you?
When I read that, I had this vision of one of those ridiculous TV ads. The guy from the pickle factory is walking home, right? He twitches his nose, sniffs a couple times, and looks around. There! On the hill! A woman from the salami factory! And she smells him! Cue the orchestra, the singing birds... next thing, we see the two of them gamboling through -- I know just the thing! Mustard plants!
We could get Barry Manilow to write the music.
Grow apple trees and honey bees and snow-white turtle doves...