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.
My grandfather’s basement, pine trees that remind me of childhood and last but certainly not least garlic and onion sauteeing in olive oil
We have some similar memories :)