The air in my heaven often smelled like skunk - just a hint of it. It was a smell that I had always loved on Earth. When I breathed it in, I could feel the scent as well as smell it. It was the animal's fear and power mixed together to form a pungent, lingering musk. In Franny's heaven it smelled like pure, grade-A tobacco. In Holly's it smelled like kumquats. - from "The Lovely Bones" by Alice Sebold
I kind of like the idea that Heaven is different for everyone. I think mine would smell like this.
What would your heaven smell like?