When our younger sister was a really short person, she would go downtown with some of her school pals and step into the bakery, moving off to the side to avoid being in the way.
When asked if they could be helped, they said, “No, thanks. We just want to smell.” I could do that at the Heart Attack Grill! And Olive Garden. And Marie Callender’s. ;o]
Oh, definitely ... and anywhere there’s Central American food!
I took some Godiva chocolate to church last night and handed it out to some of the education staff. I thought I’d have to haul one of the ladies down from the ceiling, the fumes were that strong.