A friend of ours was sitting in a fancy bar at the St. Pancras train station in London when an aromatic smell caught her attention. They weren't able to place the smell right away but knew it reminded them of something familiar. The bartender informed her that the intoxicating (and memory-evoking!) aroma wafting through the air was burning lavender. The smoke from the burning lavender was being used to smoke and perfume their signature cocktail. After learning this information it immediately clicked, in the mind of our friend, that the smell was reminding them of the blooming lavender fields of our North Fork farm.
