I’m with you! I grew up in Milwaukee and driving past the breweries and smelling that heavenly yeasty goodness was the only good part about living there! (We escaped in 1970...)
Having live on the island of Oahu - driving past the Dole Pineapple plant was like a blast of thousands fresh baked Pineapple up side down cakes coming out of the oven. My what a wonderful aroma~
I lived in Naples, Italy, the Kimbo coffee facility was near one of the shopping area’s we would go to. I would drive a few laps down wind to soak it in. I miss it.