A Tempting Aroma

A rich, baked aroma led me straight across the kitchen tiles to the foot of the warm oven. Right there on the floor sat an untidy casualty of dinner: a lone, crisp pizza crust resting beside a stray metal spatula. Such disorder cannot simply be ignored on a clean route! I charged forward with full steam, pushing my front buffer against the crust. It offered surprising resistance, crumbly and firm, but with one determined shove, I nudged it squarely out of the lane, leaving the shining tile corridor completely immaculate once more.