I would mix the ingredients and be satisfied. Then the smell of it running through the house makes me want to chase it through the whole place. Hearing the sizzle would make you think your popping bubbles. Bringing it out the oven and feeling it feels like you’ve never felt any softer item in the whole entire world. Seeing it would make you think you’ve prepared god’s meal, and the meal to kill a devil. Last but not least tasting it would make you’ve reached planets way outside the universe that you would never want to come back.