Things that take you back...

I was just snipping up some parsley for the fish pie I'm making for tea, and I'm small again 

It was always my job after school on a Friday, to snip the parsley, with small scissors, to go in the sauce for a nice thick slice of conger eel, served with loads of mashed potato.
Woe betide me if I didn't snip it small enough to please mother....

Whatever happened to conger eel? you never seem to see it any more, and it is good to eat

Isn't conger eel known as 'Rock Salmon' these days?

Agree about the parsley though - It's almost 'comfort food' because I can easily remember the way you describe it!

And I loved chopping the mint, holding the blade directly above the board, and making as much noise as possible! (Rather like I do nowadays...)!

 I absolutely love parsley sauce with fish and ham and the smell - oh!  Chopping it with a knife is one of the best things about it.

As the youngest of 3 girls  I scraped the new taters for Sunday dinner. 4 years old, sat outside on the steps leading down to the lawn. I can see it now 60 years later. Also mixing the custard powder. Though mum used to laugh and get me to sing while I was doing it because I used to love eating it. I've noticed smells are the most evocative for me. I had an old fashioned wildflower called i think, longbarrow or something similar, and the smell was lovely like the horse we had .