The scent of bread: how Lisbon’s mercados awaken our senses
- Linda Den Otter
- Aug 14
- 3 min read

Entering a space without knowing why
Have you ever walked into a space without knowing why, only to find a strange, familiar feeling emerging once inside?
I live in the heart of Lisbon, near a Mercado. Mercados do more than provide food—they connect our physical need for nourishment with our emotional and social need for human connection. Around the edges, small restaurants appear—and this is no accident. Our senses of smell, taste, and sight are activated, and our perception works overtime to weave it all into a meaningful experience. But smell and taste hold something uniquely powerful.
The power of smell
Smell is considered our most primitive sense. Certain aromas can trigger vivid, involuntary memories (Paiva, Andrea de, 2021).
At the Mercado, there’s a small bakery. While the windows offer few visual cues, the aroma alone does its magic. Yet it’s not just about scent. I was delighted by what I saw: wooden shelves, fresh bread, an oven, ceramic coffee cups for those who want a short pause, and freshly baked olive bread ready to enjoy.
The display is simple—just a wooden shelf—but it’s also a practical way to store bread in the tiny space.

A community bakery
The baker explained it wasn’t meant to be anything more than a small addition. Originally, they baked for a restaurant in Rossio, but due to high demand for fresh bread, they rented an extra space to serve the local community.
You have to be quick—once the bread is gone, it’s gone. Sometimes the line stretches out onto the street. But the wait is worth it. The quality is exceptional: healthy sourdough as a base with many variations. Bread is handed over in brown bags, often still warm. Want it sliced? You’ll need to wait a few hours for it to cool. By closing time, sometimes ten bags with customers’ names are ready for pickup.
A story in the space
The story behind the bakery is beautiful, but the experience inside is just as powerful. It’s an authentic, congruent experience. The people working there radiate love for their craft and often take time for conversation.
The baker once shared memories of a joyful childhood spent outdoors with sticks and bags, contrasting today’s children absorbed in computers. They worry that smell and taste might be replaced by other sensory stimuli—and aim to help people truly experience again.
At the end, there’s a warm farewell: “Bye, love.” It leaves a smile on my face.
More than bread
The bread costs €8.50, but what I gain is much more: connection, love, and the full engagement of my senses. Memories of buying speculaas in Amersfoort for my mother return vividly. Marcel Proust was right—affective memories can resurface involuntarily when triggered by specific stimuli.
I take my coffee inside, enjoying a sense of support, safety, and reward—a parasympathetic response. Congruent, harmonious spaces create safety and belonging.
I am grateful to help create spaces that offer this kind of sensory congruence, where people can truly feel what is offered to them.
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