Would you rather smell like wine, or smell like sandwiches?

Last weekend I was picking up my 9 year old granddaughter from her other grandparents’ house. When I came to the door she came running up to give me a hug and said, “Grandpa, you smell like sandwiches.”

I said “Sandwiches?”

She said “Yeah. You always smell like sandwiches.”

Then she went to hug her other grandpa goodbye and said “And you always smell like wine!”

Which got me to thinking… Given the choice, which one would I rather smell like? I think I’m glad I smell like sandwiches and not like wine.

That’s hilarious :pI’m sure Other Grandpa was super amused.

I can’t think of any food, much less any sandwich that I’d want to wear as perfume. Social stigma aside, I’d much rather smell like wine.

aw, I’ll bet you are a sweet Grandpa*.

clearly, it depends on what kind of sandwiches. PB&J? :slight_smile:

goat cheese and sardine? :eek:

*since you are barefoot, I think it’s a good sign she didn’t say you smell like feet

I’d rather smell like sandwiches. I’m *more likely *to smell like wine.

I wanna smell like wine sandwiches.

Hey, it’s not actually impossible.

From what could gather, I guess I smell like lunch meat and mustard. Could be worse, I guess.

In elementary school, my daughter was outside during recess. Some Highschool kids walked by and their smoke wafted over toward the playground. My daughter’s friend said the older kids were smoking weed, you could smell it. My daughter said, “Really? That’s what my dad smells like”.

I heard that story 15 years later, from my daughter’s friend when I ran into her at a concert. It was funny, because I thought I was so discrete.

I have no sense of smell, but I do remember what my paternal grandma’s house smelled like when I was a little kid. (Apparently I lost my smeller somewhere along the way). Anyway, I told my mom I remembered that and she informed me it was the smell of booze and cigarette smoke. Yum! :slight_smile:

If I had to guess, I’d say I probably smell like wine and dogs.

I’m pretty sure I smell like both on a regular basis. :stuck_out_tongue:

For some reason the above comments reminded me of how much I loved the weird mixed smell that lingered around the teacher’s lounge in high school. I eventually figured it out in my senior year, as I was given a sort of courier job and was regularly allowed into the inner sanctum. It was a mix of coffee, cigarettes/pipe smoke, popcorn, and a particular air freshener they used (I believe it was apple pie scented). Sounds horrible, but the occasional whiff as you passed it in the hall was really quite inviting.

Also, I remember telling one of my grandmothers as a small child that she smelt of cream cheese in the summer. She was mildly offended, but I didn’t think it was horrible.

Depends on the sandwich, dunnit? A nice cucumber and cream-cheese sandwich, that’d be okay. A Reuben, not so much. Italian salami? Hm…

On the other hand, intensity is important. A really strong winy odor would be awful.

I’ve known people who smelled strongly of cigarettes: I’d prefer either wine or sandwiches to that!

(And the poor bloke with the colostomy bag… Sigh…)

Funny thing is, winos (at least the ones on the subway) tend to smell like like cheese sandwiches.*

*and not freshly made ones.

Sandwiches. I work in a preschool. I could get fired for smelling like wine.

Either way you’re pickled, no?

I guess in part it depends on what kind of wine or sandwich; I would be partial to a good merlot and salami more than say Ripple and lenten fish. But in general I would probably pick sandwich.

Well, at least it wasn’t “Grandpa, you always smell like cheap whiskey and stale cigarette smoke”

As long as I don’t smell like an Italian sub* I’d rather smell like sandwiches.

*IMHO they smell like B.O.

How good is the wine, and how good are the sandwiches?

A good Italian hero (I live in NYC) should smell like onions and vinegar. The good smells of a respectable workingman!

wine stinks horribly, sandwiches

Probably sandwiches.

If I smelled like wine, I’d only confirm my friends’ and family’s worst fears.