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December 1, 2004.After 74 consecutive victories (the longest winning streak in show

history) and more than $2.5 million in winnings, he finally put down his buzzer. Mr. Jen-

nings, a software engineer at the time who became “a smiling, brainy pop-culture hero”

during his streak, was tripped up by a clue about H&R Block in Final Jeopardy, The

Times reported. Earlier this year, he won the show’s “Greatest of All Time” tournament,

raising his career winnings to $4.53 million. Following the death of the beloved host Alex

Trebek in November, “Jeopardy!” announced it would temporarily employ a series of

short-term replacements, starting with Mr. Jennings.

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The Times restaurant critic Tejal Rao recently created a “personal smell museum” of her

life in Los Angeles, cataloging the aromas she encountered in her home and her office. I

asked her why she thought a smell museum was such a vital way to document her life.

“There is no sense more intimate, or more complex, which is why recalling your own

personal smell memories can be so precise, vivid and even emotional,” she said. We

asked New York Times readers what smells they would archive in their own smell muse-

ums, what scents are so alive for them that they have become part of them. Here are a

few of their responses. MELISSA KIRSCH

It has now been over half a year since I’ve

been inside my grandmother’s house. I

visited her garden and said a socially

distanced “Hello,” but it wasn’t the same. I

missed the smell of her house. I used to

stay there for a few nights every so often

and I’d always come home smelling “of

Granny’s house.” I wish there was a better

word for it! I think it’s a combination of

home cooking, dust and love.

AIMEE ROSS,15, Inverness, Scotland

For years I’ve been in search of a candle

that smells like Nuts4Nuts, the infamous

New York City cart that serves these treats

all over the city. I’ve never actually cared

for the nuts themselves and think they

actually aren’t great, but the aroma is pure

magic.

MARC ROSENBERG,32, Brooklyn

The smell that is so special, singular and

specific to me is the smell of Maxwell

House coffee. My grandparents drank it,

loyally, for their entire lives. No other

coffee would do. As an adult now, with

them long passed, I still brew Maxwell

House because it makes me think of them

every day.

LINDSEY COX,43, Thomasville, N.C.

I’m 85 and my most precious remembered

smell probably does not exist today. As a

child we would fly to Fort Lauderdale

where my grandparents had a house. Fort

Lauderdale was tiny in the 1940s, early

1950s with old-fashioned concrete bridges

spanning the canals, six from the city to

the beach. On either side of the bridges

were mangrove swamps, which had a

peculiar earthy/briny odor. The mangrove

swamps reached as far as the airport, so

the first smell was this ripe earth smell. It

was delicious. It tasted like vacation.

ANNE LADAU,85, Patterson, N.Y.

I studied abroad in Valladolid, Spain, for

several months in college, and there was

such a distinct smell of trash and cigarettes

that we would encounter around various

parts of the city. Now when I occasionally

smell the same blend, I think “Spain!”

SARAH B.,33, Wisconsin

The smell of the oven in self-clean mode.

Hot. Not quite burned, but close. Chemical.

Musty? Bad, but in a good way. When I

was little, that strong smell came into my

bedroom at night before major holidays (I

specifically recall Thanksgiving) because

my mom was getting the oven ready for

heavy-duty cooking and baking.

ASHLEY SCHERFF,35, Honolulu

When I was growing up, my dad owned a

concrete business. To this day, the smell of

newly poured concrete at a construction

site stops me in my tracks and I think he

must be somewhere nearby.

JEANNE PRITTINEN,60,

Northern Minnesota

On an unnaturally warm mid-to-late Sep-

tember day with the wind blowing just

right, I will take the time to drive past the

nearby grape vineyards and practically

hang my head out of my car window while

I drive just so I can catch the delicious

fragrance of the sun-warmed and ripened

grapes that are hanging heavy on the

vines. You can practically taste the juices

and wines they are destined to become.

MAUREEN BRADFORD,53,

Stevensville, Mich.

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THE STORY BEHIND THE STORY

A Times reporter assembled her museum of smells, and asked readers what they would submit.

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An Olfactory Ode to Memory

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