Something is up with my sniffer.
Yesterday I swore I smelled gas. We have old gas heaters in the back of the house and I made Adam check them with me to see if they were on but not lit. He didn't smell anything.
Moments later I smelled sulphur. Not bad rotten egg sulphur but lit match sulphur. Again, Adam didn't smell anything and dismissed me as looney.
Later while making myself some dinner - hamburger and parmesean risotto - I had a distinct smell of pineapple.
Maybe I should move to New York, I hear it smells like Maple Syrup there.
Thank you great grandpa!!
7 years ago