[She laughs softly, entranced by this whole idea of instant heat set to be a specific temperature. It's possible such a thing could be accomplished in her world, but only by a wizard or artificer with magic.]

And these are commonplace in your world? Even if an artificer were to invent such a thing in my world, owning one would be well out of most peoples' means.

[She reaches for the bowl of chopped strawberries and sugar. The cat hops back up onto the counter to lick up the strawberry juice she'd tracked around earlier.]

The recipe says to heat this up with cornstarch. [Shadowheart doesn't actually know what cornstarch is – presumably something corn-related – but she's got a still-sealed box of it sitting nearby ready to go.]