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.
CK1. Had some when I was a teenager, forgot about it for 20 years, now whenever I smell it I am instantly transported (sadly not literally) back to a more simple time before I completely fucked my life up.