I get this nostalgic feeling whenever I eat garlic bread, though I don't really understand why, because I didn't have it often in my childhood. My mom used to buy the garlic toast from the freezer section though, but it wasn't common, and I'd eat the entire thing within a couple of days, no problem. Maybe that's where I got it from.
In any case, after all these years of liking garlic butter, garlic toast, garlic knots, all that jazz, I finally decided to just make my own tub of garlic butter, to spread on anything I wanted. Which meant garlic breath for a long time.
No regrets though. It's not like I step out of the house often enough to make contact with people in the first place! And my family enjoyed the garlic butter as well - we finished an entire baguette in a day because of it.
All gone! We had to keep slicing more and more and more bread to go with the spread that I made. The garlic butter had a ton of chopped up parsley in it, and I'll be honest... I really like the smell and the flavor of parsley. Our family doesn't get parsley often; if anything, this was the first time we purchased parsley in perhaps more than ten years. We're a cilantro family, and my mom had the impression that parsley wasn't all that good anyway. But this proved her wrong, and now we're (at last!) a cilantro and parsley family.