I'm with OF. Vanilla does it for me. Reminds me of my grandmother's kitchen on Fridays. Friday's were her "baking days" and the home made bread; carmel rolls, cakes and pies always seemed to be coming straight out of the oven just when people wanted some. It was heaven! That was up in Minnesota and being a dairy state, there'd be a plate piled high with butter ready to be spread on the hot breads.