Cinnamon

Sara has started a blogging carnival, an open challenge to blog about a topic chosen by a participant. Sara chose the topic of cooking, and suggested many lenses through which the topic could be considered. The carnival rotates every month: next month, I shall be choosing a topic about which we can write. We have an open page on the IndieWeb wiki in which you can list your interest in selecting a topic for a future month. Below, my entry into the carnival.

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One of my favourite scents is cinnamon. When I sense cinnamon in the air, I usually stop and pause, reflecting on the aroma. I wonder: from where is that heavenly scent coming? Where can I go to learn more? For instance, in a supermarket, I smelled cinnamon on the baked goods aisle. I looked around and found there were cinnamon bagels. They had a delightfully pungent scent.

Cinnamon feels warm, welcoming. A scent of which I never get tired. I used to enjoy putting cinnamon on cappuccinos when I was drinking coffee in a coffee shop. I do so infrequently now I mainly drink black coffee, but when I see cinnamon I always think to myself that it would make me feel cosy.

All cinnamon foods make me feel that way: a certain warmth and comfort that emanates from only a few foods. Cinnamon buns, bagels, cinnamon on coffee. Anything cinnamon. As I write, I am experiencing that feeling of wamth. Now I want cinnamon. Indeed, a few weeks ago I wrote on my TODO list something along the lines of "find something cinnamony." I forgot to do so. Perhaps my challenge for today can be to fulfill my desire for cinnamon.