A hint of citrus

I'm getting three meals a day here at the old Aberdeen Woods Conference Center (now renamed to the Dolce Atlanta Peachtree...just rolls off the tongue, doesn't it?)

Now, you can stuff yourself at one of these things with every entree they serve and starches and deserts--they have snacks available for grazing all day long--or you can try to eat healthy.

I've been selecting healthy foods for breakfast and lunch and letting myself splurge a bit at dinner.

This morning, I had oatmeal, some roasted potato, a small piece of sausage, and some fresh fruit. One of the pieces of fruit was a beautiful orange.

I sliced into it and peeled away the skin in small sections. Each tear and squeeze sent a cloud of zest into the air. I was surrounded, doused even, in the aroma of fresh orange citrus. Even the waitstaff commented on how good it smelled.

That's when I started thinking about how simple pleasures can just pop up out of the least consequential things. Sure, peeling an orange can be a chore, but the balance tips to favorable when the zest shoots into the air and tickles your olfactory nerves.

I think we should eat an orange every morning just so that we can take in a snootful of zest. That's real aromatherapy.

There must be some scent that you enjoy. Remember Pine-Sol and Pledge? What about the smell of frying bacon? Baking bread? Come on, there must be something. Let us know in the comments.