You take deep breaths and breathe in the aroma. You unroll dough, caress each piece into place. You get dirty, you make a mess, you don't care. You season, you taste, you handle the tomatoes. You turn up the heat, you turn down the heat. Back and forth until the meal is ready and then you taste, the sensation exploding in your mouth, the softness of the roll, the saltiness of the chicken, the tangy juicy feel of the sauce in your mouth. You lick your fingers again, one by one.....
God. I love to cook.