28 Smells Every Mexican Will Never Forget

Coughing your lungs out when these were toasted is both a precious memory and near death experience.

You knew when your parent was mopping from a block away.

Nothing smelled as holy as when your mom burned these wonderful things.

Got a cold? Vicks. Headache? Vicks. Missing a limb? Vicks.

You knew what your meals for the next week were based on whether or not you could smell a pot of beans being cooked.

Even walking by one is an experience. The chance to bring that sweet, doughy scent home is as easy as picking up some bolillo and conchas.

A simple toy with a nice wooden smell was far more entertaining than any iPhone is today.

Spearmint in the board room and Tutti Frutti in the bedroom.

The smell of these cooking on Christmas Eve was far more exciting than the smell of a new toy.

While the rest of the world woke up to the smell of coffee, you had the smell of tortillas. One whiff provided enough energy to drag yourself out of bed.

Leather on the foot, the smell of fear when in the hand.

The Mexicano Neosporin.

Love is in the air, and it's covered in mayo and chile.

Your fingers were permanently Tamarindo scented after scraping the last bits off the cap.

Any neighborhood could only be so privileged to have this bad boy parked on the street.

Its scent alone can cure any ailment. Bath and Body Works needs to get on a Pozole candle ASAP.