That Fine Aroma

The other day I picked up a couple loafs of garlic bread on a whim.  They looked and smelled so heavenly that I just couldn’t resist.  Now these weren’t your typical french bread with butter and garlic smeared on them so you can throw them in the oven and eat with pasta loafs.  No, these were heavenly loaves with garlic cloves freshly baked into them. 

The girls and I ate one loaf with our broccoli soup one night, and the other with our mushroom soup the next night. We mostly gnawed on the bread and ignored the soap as the bread was THAT good. 

It never occurred to any of us that there could be any sort of a problem with eating that divine bread until Shaun came home from his Walkabout.  As he leaned in to hug us, he suddenly recoiled back in horror.  Apparently, we all reeked of garlic. 

We managed to do fairly well for the first day or so.  Shaun just kept his distance and made sure to place himself upwind from each of us.  Then we decided to get out of the house and go on a little adventure.  As we all piled into the Jeep we could see Shaun starting to get agitated and turn just the palest shade of green.  It was cold and rainy day so we really needed to keep the top up.  (He keeps the top down as much as he possibly can)  When we were all settled, Shaun pulled out of the driveway, then all of a sudden he returned to the  driveway and dashed back into the house. 

We waited patiently until he came back out explaining that he had needed to get something. Then my silly husband opened his mouth to reveal a clove of garlic that he was sucking on.  His thought was to neutralize our…stench…um…aroma.  It worked like a charm and we all happily drove along in our cloud of garlic vapor.

After a while we decided to stop at the grocery store to get some drink sand snacks for our adventure of the day.  We walked through the store together and watched with amusement as the other shoppers quickly moved away from us.   (As tempting as it was, we didn’t linger too long) After we had made our selections, we all headed up to the front to pay for our purchases. 

For no particular reason, the cashier started telling Shaun what a horrible cold she had and that it was driving her nuts that she couldn’t smell a thing. (He gets into the strangest conversations with people) Shaun let out an audible  sigh of relief as he started telling the her the whole story of how his entire family stunk so much that he had to stink himself up too.  He then went on to tell her  that it must have been fate that he came up to the one person who couldn’t smell him. 

The rest of our day was fairly uneventful.  Even if Shaun refused to take us out to anywhere that people were gathered.  He kept muttering something about it not being fair to the rest of civilization.   And the he even made us promise not to have anymore of that wonderful bread again.  Sigh…I really don’t see what the big deal was, I couldn’t smell anything. 

Next time I get some of that bread, I’ll just have to make sure that we share it with him…


wwclogo1 Hosted by the fabulous Tink.  This week’s words are color and change.  


Look at the beautiful color on these African Violets.  (although the photo really doesn’t  do them justice) They were given to me as a teacher gift a year and a half ago.  For a change they’ve managed to survive my brown thumb.  They just started blooming for no reason.  Maybe they just really thrive on garlic vapors…

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0 Responses to That Fine Aroma

  1. Gracey says:

    That is so funny! 🙂

    I thought the font was too small on the template too but didn’t know how to fix it. BUT, now your eyes will be able to see it, I figured it out and it wasn’t hard at all! 🙂

  2. Lisa's Chaos says:

    That is so funny! How long did you smell like garlic, I mean it eventually goes away, right?

    It would have been fun to run into you, or maybe not. 🙂 It sounds like your husband was a quick thinker and he overcame so he could be with you.

  3. PrEtTY iN tHE CiTY says:

    Funny story. Well, I love garlic!! =)

  4. Swampy says:

    I have to know more about the bread ! Was it from a bakery OR did you find it in the freezer section of a grocery store. Would I be able to find it here? I LOVE garlic bread. I LOVE garlic !
    I think I can smell garlic coming out of my monitor just reading your post.

  5. Swampy says:

    …I’m sending my African violets to you…once I bring them home (fully blooming), they lose the flowers and never bloom again.

  6. Stephanie says:

    Ah yes….the lingering affects of garlic. But just think of all the icky viruses you killed along the way!!! It’s funny…because when you are the one that wreaks like it you can’t smell it because it’s totally permiated your system. Whenever I feel a cold coming on I literally eat a whole bulb (not clove). RAW. I wreak for DAYS but usually don’t get sick. Just some food for thought (Har har)

  7. Joy T. says:

    Good ol garlic. According to my husband it’s for “Whatever ails you.” When I pickle carrots or dills, there is always a fight to the garlic between my husband and my oldest daughter. Yuck! Then we make the two of them sit together. It IS supposed to be great for colds and other things, but lordyb when Gregg starts taking the capsules on a regular basis in the winter months…blah. He insists he doesn’t reek of it yet can’t understand why I won’t go near him.

  8. Susan says:

    Gracey~My poor old eyes thank you!

    Lisa~Apparently, I still stink! lol

    Pretty~me too.

    Swampy~it actually came out of the Costco bakery. Next time I guess I’ll have to try a different type…maybe. And don’t count on me being able to save your flowers, I swear these ones are a fluke!

    Stephanie~a whole bulb? Raw? LOL

    Joy~you have to fight fire with fire. Try eating a whole clove. It works for Stephanie!

  9. tommiea says:

    That is hilarious! I love garlic bread… I have a craving.

  10. Kell says:

    Oh dear. There’s a loaf of that kind of garlic bread on my counter right now! I always get it because we love it, too. I guess the rule is that if one person in a household eats garlic, everyone has to eat garlic.

  11. Tink says:

    I thought violets were supposed to be blue… That stupid song was wrong! 🙂

  12. Becca says:

    Ummmm garlic bread. That is one of our favorites. Or we get the multi-grain. And one grocery store makes a onion potato bread that is so yummy I could eat the whole thing in one sitting.

    But since I used to live in Gilroy, the garlic capital, it doesn’t phase me. When you live where the very air smells like garlic all the time, you stop noticing it.

  13. Mojokat says:

    Garlic rocks! I have had the lovely “morning after stench” that lasts for a day or two, myself. Garlic fries and the Garlic bread from costco that sounds much like the ones you enjoyed…the whole cloved baked right in…delish! =-) Shaun was definitely just jealous! 😉

  14. Lynne says:

    I’m thinking you need to change your lemons out for garlic cloves ….

  15. Jay says:

    That must have been some pretty powerful garlic.

    I love garlic bread too!

    I also get into weird conversations with people I don’t know.

    Pretty flower!

  16. Karina says:

    HMMMM Garlic…I love garlic. I thought for sure you were going to say that Shaun turned the car around and told you he couldn’t stand being in the car with you…I love how creative he was instead!!!

  17. JennieBoo says:

    Hey! At least you guys didn’t have to worry about vampires!

    And yout African Violets are BEAUTIFUL!

    *p.s. I love garlic, too!

  18. renate1945 says:

    I remember working with a guy some years ago who used garlic in his cooking. And I mean he used it in everything. The body odor on him was unbelievable; it made your eyes water. Unfortunately, my desk was right next to his and I had to suffer through a whole year of working with him.

  19. in my kitchen there is no such thing as “too much” garlic…i’m sure your lovely aroma would have made me hungry!

    bravo on your sweet husband’s creativity!!

  20. TaunaLen says:

    How very funny, and I love the African Violet photo. Just dropped by to tell you that I have the contest results up over at my place. Come check it out!


  21. mrs darling says:

    Okay now that is funny! What a hoot. I dont think I could have gone out like that! More power to ya! LOL

  22. Pamela says:

    Ive heard that you can rub it on the bottom of your feet and have garlic breath the next day

  23. Blimey – we be smellin’ the garlic …
    me and the bilge rats.

    (talk like a pirate day)

  24. Mmm I love garlic. Shaun’s solution was brilliant. Yum yum yum I want to make some home-made garlic bread now 🙂

  25. Cheryl says:

    I’d have to find some other way to neutralize that smell cause the bread sounded too wonderful to pass up.

  26. Peggy says:

    I see that somebody has mentioned the Garlic Festival in Gilroy, California.

    The can’t beat ’em, join ’em strategy is one we have to adopt here from time to time with curries and oniony/garlicy foods.

  27. Brenda says:

    Hi, I loved the funny garlic story….I too love garlic but try to make sure when I consume it, my hubby does too…lol…..

    I folowed your link from over at Aileen’s Musings


  28. How funny! At least you were all safe from any vampires who might have been on the prowl.

  29. gawilli says:

    I love garlic! But then again so does Willi and we don’t worry too much about anyone else!

    Beautiful violet.

  30. photowannabe says:

    Like everyone else, I simply love garlic too. Very funny story, you have a great way with words. Your hubby was smart, if you can’t fight them…join them. Way to go.

  31. Jenster says:

    Your Shaun sounds like quite a hoot!! Todd says I have a cauldron for a stomach and things like garlic seem to stew in there for days.

    Bet you don’t have any problems with vampires!

  32. Dorky Dad says:

    My mother-in-law loves to eat garlic raw. She eats it constantly. And she’s always trying to pawn it off on other people, too.

  33. The soup and bread sound heavenly. This story was delicious and it has destroyed whatever shreds of my low-carb diet were left. Granted, it was in shreds, but now it’s completely gone and I know exactly what I’ll be eating for lunch today.

  34. Patsy says:

    Oh, I had to tie myself to my chair to keep from falling off – I was laughing that hard! I love these funny stories that you tell ever so often. To bad Shaun didn’t eat some of that bread then go to work – I can just see it now. Love mom

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