Food: Yesterday my wife made vegetable soup with stew meat, the kind you simmer all day in the crockpot. Just the smell of it took me back to when Grandma used to cook big meals for family get-togethers. If it had been served in Fiestaware bowls from the '70s, I don't know how I would have made it back from that trip.
Visiting or seeing old places. It's sad -- I've been out of college for 10 years now and whenever we go back and tailgate for a football game, just setting foot on that campus gets the memories going.
I'm happy with where I am now, but I'd pay a pretty penny to go back in time for a week or so...
I had a project meeting at Towson last night, and while I was walking across campus I realized that the last time I had been on a college campus on a Sunday night was while I was living at Maryland. That brought back some memories.
Rode my bike around my old neighborhood (Catonsville/Paradise) this past weekend, went to some spots I hadn't been to in over 20 years and recalled several incidents, people, random memories...it was both life confirming and depressing at the same time.
Chris -- rode by about 4 houses you used to live in. You got around back in the day, bud.
I never had friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?