You are wearing a magic shawl. They range in size up to 25 feet tall, have hair over most of their bodies, and adore pepperoni pizza. The ogre stops you with a flick of his little finger. And nobody passes by me when I'm hungry. This is a tiny kitchen equipped with a small brick oven.
Waves of heat come from the oven.
There are doors to the west and southwest. Tacked up on the wall is a faded recipe. Sitting on the counter is some dough. The jar is closed and filled with scrumptious-looking sauce. It bears a label.