As a teenager I lived in one of Britain’s biggest brewing towns. You could forecast the weather by sniffing the air in the morning for the wind direction.
Options included yeast (brewing), pork pies (not as nice as it sounds, smelt like dog food), marmite (famously divisive), and a burning electrical smell from a factory.
The smell most certainly doesn't make you hungry![]()
Taste...Smelled like dog shit.
When I first moved to Wyoming, I was on the phone with my Dad- hanging out on the front steps bs-ing with him.
I made a comment about there must be a fairly large kennel in the area. Smelled like dog shit.
Turns out it was the sugar factory!?
