Pulling the roasting tin of red hot goose fat out of the aga in order to put the parboiled spuds in.

The Illi beans tin as I pull the lid to fill the coffee machine.

The onions and garlic frying down whilst I decide what to cook with it.

In fact many cooking smells, although the dog's bean bag and therefore dog (a greyhound so doesn't move far) is next to the aga and the smells emanating from that particular corner of the kitchen can be described as memorable alright, but not quite what we are discussing here..