Fingers crossed, every woman I ever fancied had a very compatible taste, which I guess always was a part of the dating/selecting process, at least subconsciously. And my wife is cooking like a gourmet chef. The worst she ever cooked was "not as great as usual, doesn't have to be again".
Usually when someone comes to me and asks me to smell something, it's to determine whether it's still good to eat or should be thrown out.
A hyper sense of smell is both a blessing and a curse.
A hyper sense of smell is both a blessing and a curse.