I used to work in a huge factory that made bread rolls, the smell was amazing all the time. BUT in late February every year ((depending on when Easter dates fell that year)) We started to make and bake the hot cross buns, each trolley held over 700 of the buggers, 32 trolleys per hour, the smell of the glaze made going to work almost bearable, when they stopped shortly after Easter each year I was a little depressed.
ALSO The town I live in, in England is known as the home of the 'parmo' the difference between parma and parmo is a layer of white bechamel sauce beneath the cheese, it is literally our regional dish, sold in every pub and takeaway. Several people have gained a lot of press exposure for taking it to other countries, including Oz. It was the very last dish containing meat that I ate, almost ten years ago.