A hot pie cooling smells different from a frozen pie thawing.

 “But what bothers me, when I let it, is the way our new kitchen conforms so completely to the tenor of the times—our modern propensity, I mean, for cleaving to the sin and escaping the penalty. Go ahead, drive like a maniac, we’ll protect you with air bags. Go on, drink your sweet soda, we took out the sugar. Type sloppy, IBM will correct you; be rude, we’ll excuse you for your insecurities; be spendthrift, there’s always a credit card . . . all these things being wholly at odds with the moral climate I grew up in, where if you sinned, you suffered, and the retributions was approximately immediate. Drive crazy, you got hurt. Be a pig, you got sick. Type sloppy, you typed it over. Be rude, you got smacked. Be extravagant you went broke.”
― Peg Bracken, A Window over the Sink: A Memoir

 “Kitchens were different then, too - not only what came out of them, but their smells and sounds. A hot pie cooling smells different from a frozen pie thawing.”
-- Peg Bracken

 “Many people choose, early on, their own truths from the large smorgasbord available. And once they've chosen them, for good reason or no reason, they then proceed rather selectively, wisely gathering whatever will bolster them or at least carry out the color scheme.”
-- Peg Bracken

“On their return from a trip, it is wise to see friends promptly, before they've had time to get their pictures developed.”
-- Peg Bracken

“I didn't learn for years that you generally find your Self after you quit looking for it.”
-- Peg Bracken

 “People would have more leisure time if it weren't for all the leisure-time activities that use it up.”
-- Peg Bracken