After my devastating attempt to cook a balsamic honey chicken with baked potatoes – one of the easiest recipes obviously, but I bloody failed – the entire house smelled of caramelised onions, burned chicken and dripping, which made me really sick. I decided to buy scented candles even though I’m really peculiar when it comes to scents (I hate the smell of fried stuff as much as I hate an obtrusive perfume). And I found those by Votivo at Bloomingdales (yes, the exact same Bloomindales I never wanted to buy anything from. But the smell of the candles was simply too good and the sales assistant was OK, even though she wanted to show me four other candle brands after I already told her that I’m really happy and wanted to buy the Votivo ones. Anyways…). They have a really subtle scent, very natural. Hmmm… lovely. Shame you can’t smell them via my blog.
By the way: The smell of burned chicken disappeared by itself after one day.