We have a linen closet that for a time in my childhood was emptied out and made to serve as the “Nintendo room”, containing an NES hooked up to an old Commodore 64 monitor. I still associate that fabric/crafty smell with 8-bit gaming.
I also love the smell of sun soaked dog fur.
fuel rich exhaust from an old truck with cigarette smoke.
if I’m lucky I’ll smell it once every few years and it sends me back to the handful of good memories I had with my father.
otherwise it’s fresh cut pine lumber from a construction site with early morning dew and dirt.
Ah yes, those god awful smells that your brain tells you are nice because of nostalgia. So funny how the brain works. 🥰
Although I used to like the smell of car exhaust when I was a kid, without nostalgia. That’s a bit weird.