Surely There's a Word...

...for that skill which allows someone to eyeball a plate of leftovers and know exactly how long to nuke it so that it's juuuust hot, but not burning the skin off the roof of your mouth.  I'm not saying anybody should be sitting around the campfire singing country-western songs about me, but if you knew how I just nailed my leftover plate of pasta the word "hero" might come to your mind.