It is really hard to describe the smell of a freshly baked bread. The easiest option would be to say that it smells amazing, but it’s much more than that. Warm, baked bread smells like home, smells like memories of your mom baking it every Sunday morning and leaving it on the kitchen counter to cool. It can sometimes even smell like your siblings’ bickering over who gets the first piece and the bittersweet tears you shed whenever you eat the last morsel of it. This magic culinary oeuvre d’art smells like snippets of conversations with your grandma when you were four years old and she was teaching you how to prepare it. Essentially, warm bread smells like family and the sense of belonging.