I pity you. You're missing out.
I get this a lot. I don't see it, personally. Creature comforts in general just don't do anything for me. Yeah, it's nice when it's happening, but it has no meaning whatsoever once it's over. At no point in my life have I reminisced about some time that I was really comfortable.
You know what my favorite childhood memory is? My first motorcycle trip through the rockies at age 11 with my dad and uncle. We had put off finding a camping spot a bit too long and it was getting dark... and raining large sleet... and we were careening around scenic roads with large drops frequently off to one side with no rail. We had to stop at one point, because I wasn't wearing rain pants and my jeans had completely frozen over with ice. I remember ice shattering and falling off my legs as I dismounted the bike. Yeah, I was cold... but it was also fucking awesome and I'll never forget it.
I've come to understand that I'm really really different from the majority of people, though.
there's food that you keep eating just because your brain can't possibly believe what your tongue just told it it was in the mouth.
I've never had an experience like this. I may just have a really weak sense of taste. I know I have a very weak sense of smell. The most interesting/memorable food experience I've ever had was some indian curry that gave me a nose bleed.
i don't find it satisfying to having a lone pill rattling in your stomach.
Meh... my stomach would shrink eventually.