It seems to waft through every crevasse of the room in which it was baked, and then the rest of the house. My grandmother used to get up in the morning and bake bread. She made that crazy old-fashioned six hour bread making recipe. I personally like using the pre-made mixes, not the bread making machine, but you need to have giant biceps in order to mix it up. But, it is worth every moment.
I like making the rolls in a pie plate. George and I will eat them shortly after they are out of the oven. Yum. I am going to make some tomorrow. :o)
One memory that sticks in my mind when I think about baked bread is when George and I took the girls to Fortress Louisbourg. They bake their bread in the ovens the way that the French would have back in the 1700's. It is really neat and is something that I recommend for everyone to try some time in their lives.
:o) Well, I can hear the oven just calling to me..put some bread in my belly!