Sponsored post by Sonia Verma
I love food—eating it, of course, but also reading about it, thinking of it, planning it, smelling it.
Know what makes me crazy? Things that look like or smell like food, but aren’t edible.
Photo: Melissa and Doug
Don’t taunt me with your cute felt food toys or realistic wax pears. (And don’t even get me started on the green-apple shampoo fiasco of my childhood, and the resulting call to poison control.)
But I’d never had that problem with food-scented air fresheners. Because air fresheners—the seaside ones and the potpourri ones and the foodie ones—ALL smelled the same, and it was the smell of the inside of a can.
Big deal. Those one-note wonders couldn’t fool my nose, trained as it has been by decades of gluttony.
Except now my nose has met its nemesis. momstown signed me up to try an Air Wick® Life Scents™ air freshener, the one named Mom’s Baking.
I’ll admit, I scoffed. I’m a mom, and I bake. And nothing that comes in a bottle is going to perk up my tired family or fill us with a sense of well-being, let alone fool us into feeling hungry.
So I plugged in the scented oil dispenser and went about my day. Which, I should tell you, includes washing cloth diapers, a stinky job that leaves lingering memories long after the spin cycle has spun. (Between that and the fact that some smaller members of the family haven’t mastered every aspect of personal hygiene, let’s just say anyone breathing too deeply in my home does so at their own risk.)
And gradually, deliciously, my home started to smell really, REALLY good. Not like the inside of a can, not like getting punched in the nose with a chemical fist. Just daintily sweet, like caramelizing fruit, with a tantalizing chaser of something subtle and bready-er.
I found myself pausing for a few seconds in the middle of a frantic day to close my eyes and inhale big. Hello, wholesome, home-baked goodness. Heck, while my eyes are closed, let’s pretend for a sec that the place is scrubbed and looks great, too!
Unfortunately, these zen moments were usually shattered by the loud rumbling from my tummy, and an ambivalent moment when I was grateful to Air Wick® for its salvation of my formerly smelly home, but also silently cursing it for making me want pie.
I’m not the only one affected. When Older Kid slouched in after a long day of play-based learning, she perked up immediately and demanded to know what I had made, and how dare I bake WITHOUT HER HELP. She refused to believe the yumminess was a “madeup” smell, and probably still suspects I’m hiding something. I even held her up to the plug-in to show her.
So thanks for that, Air Wick®.
Spouse, who is quite simply a hound for pie (one of our favourite wedding presents was 12 homemade pies for our freezer), eagerly asked if I’d finally got over my fear of crust and baked one. When I told him I hadn’t, he looked crestfallen.
So thanks for that, Air Wick®.
The baby, while unable to express her views on the subject, is considerably less offensive to be around at Certain Times now that I can turn my head, close my eyes, and inhale deeply.
Okay, so sincerely, with no snark, thanks for that, Air Wick®.
Eventually, I did my research and realized the each of the Life Scents™ collection has three distinct fragrance notes, which work separately and then together, then separately again. Like everything else in our mad, frantic, terribly real lives, this super-smart air freshener CHANGES it up every now and then, and that is really pretty cool.
The down side? I work from home and the yummy, comfy smells are driving me to distraction. And waiting them out is not an option—the scented oil will last up to 45 days. That is a month and a half of seductive, alluring, delectable, HUNGRY-MAKING food smells.
Because oh yes: Mom’s Baking lives up to its claim of having notes of vanilla, pears and then pie crust. Is just reading those words making you hungry? Hey, come by my house; you’ll lose your mind!
. . . I know I have, because I’m about to attempt something reckless.
Pie crust, here I come. So thanks for that, Air Wick®, you wicked temptress.
(Next time, I’m going for Sweet Lavender Days or Turquoise Oasis.)
This post was sponsored by Air Wick® but the images and opinions are my own. For more information, please visit www.airwick.ca