Developing an itch upon one's balls and being able to scratch it so much, one audibles...not a moan or a grunt, but something in between...
Barbecued pork ribs. NOT GRILLED OR BURNT, but slow-cooked and eventually slathered with a Kansas City-style sauce (read Calvin Trillian's "Tummy Trilogy") which for some reason is not achievable in a store-bought bottle but can be achieved with an instantly forgotten drunken mix of Heinz ketchup, brown sugar, garlic powder, cayenne pepper, bourbon, black pepper, sea salt, and oregano.
The no-knead bread recipe, amazing that a 0.25 teaspoon of yeast can do do much:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13Ah9ES2yTU2 oz of Tangueray, 0.5 oz of Noilly Prat dry vermouth, shaken with ice, and poured through a strainer on top of 2-3 green olives....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Jq4tPutdGQ 
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