Freshly baked bread.
Smelling freshly baked bread is the “seeing a water bottle cold enough to be sweating on a hot day while thirsty” of being hungry
Oh yes that is literally always good
- The smell in the air after a rain on a warm spring day.
- The smell in the air of wood smoke on a freaking cold winter day.
That first one is called petrichor
Coffee and vanilla.
There are literally no flaws with either of those smells
Campfire, and the smell of woodsmoke on clothing the day after.
Pine and fir needles.
Baking bread. The smell right after a summer shower. Books. Diesel exhaust on a cold day. Don’t ask on that last one, it’s weird I know, but I love it.
Coffee
The smell a candle makes when it’s put out.
Stinky dogs.
They smell like friendship
Corn chip puppy smell!
Creosote on a hot summer day.
Reminds me of the amusement park when I was little. There were a lot of railroad ties used as retaining walls there.Cheap old books, when the paper turns brittle and yellow or even orange.
The way libraries used to smell before they became homeless shelters. Not hating on anyone who needs a warm place to be. Just sucks it falls to the libraries to be that place.
Matches (No I’m not a pyromaniac)
Sounds like something a pyromaniac would say
Bromine. It’s what they treat the water with on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland, and the smell puts my mind on vacation
My grandmother’s closet - old wood, old clothes, and mothballs
I got a brief flash of a Ren and Stimpy close-up of a nostril sucking in mothballs, from reading this comment.
But jokes aside, I can imagine that smell becoming a core memory down the road and will hit with instant nostalgia whenever you smell something similar.
I remember the smell of my Grandmother’s house every time I hear the song Teardrop by Massive Attack. I’m 9 years old, and I’m watching MTV, sitting on the living room carpet.
