Walking through the streets of Portugal, whether it is in Lisbon, Porto, Braga, Coimbra or any of the many beautiful cities and towns throughout this country, the smells of Portugal always call for me and leave lasting scented memories.
The first smell that hits me immediately after stepping off the plane in Lisbon Airport is the permeating fragrance of coffee drifting through the air. Before I even step out of the airport, I must have my first "meia de leite" (coffee & cream). I have traveled to many countries "famous" for their coffee but I still must say that Portuguese coffee is number one for me for its rich fragrance and creamy taste.
2. Grilled Sardines
Strolling through the side streets and passing by any restaurant in Portugal, you will most certainly come across the smell of sardines grilling. Precious little glittering fish stacked over coals being grilled to perfection. Yes, this is definitely a potent smell and may not be to everyone's liking. For me though, it let's me know that I am back "home".
3. Ocean Air
That salty smell of the Atlantic Ocean mixed with the sun-soaked sand...this is the smell of Portugal. Standing on the wide open beaches of Figueira da Foz or Praia da Barra, with crashing waves around me, I close my eyes and take in a deep breath of the ocean breeze.
Step into one of the many patisseries and the smell of caramelized sugar, eggs, butter and cream will overtake you. You have entered the magical world of Portuguese pastries. From Pastel de Nata to Pastel de Tentúgal, and everything else in between, this is the land of the sweet.
The sense of smell is intricately connected to memory. When we are aware of the smells around us, we are building our memory muscles. This is part of what inspired the essence of Ma Blonde Eau de Parfum, designed to inspire you to create new scented memories with every step you take, no matter where you go.
What are some of your scented memories?
Fresh cut grass and the first rain after a dry spell. I don’t know what it is about the smell of that damp pavement that is so appealing! Is that weird? :) And the scent of sweet peas takes me back to my childhood instantly. My mom grew them along the fence in the little farm house where we lived for a while. Love this blog!
Whenever I walk into a kitchen in the morning & smell coffee, it brings back childhood memories of being at my Grandma’s house in Calgary.
This is so beautifully written, you have captured the “soul” of Portugal. Thank you for sharing your vacation with us all!