Ellenpoly's smells bring back a lot of memories to me, too. I remember that same Ambrose Chocolate factory from my college days in Milwaukee, and horse manure and campfires remind me of working at a boys' camp in the Kettle Moraine outside Milwaukee. I also remember the awful smells of the glue factory and of the Patrick Cudahy Bacon packing house on the south side.
But I didn't know what marijuana smelled like until I was 40 - it reminds me of what the lobby smelled like at intermission during Sacramento Symphony concerts.
-Joe Offer-