scenes from the kitchen

Picture a knife transforming a block of dark chocolate into rugged shards of splintered obsidian,

ribbons of silky, seething milk colliding with espresso to express itself as a latte,

the slow flow of honey, unconcerned with time, draping golden threads over steaming biscuits, freshly split and stuccoed with beads of melting butter,

Picture a busy stockpot bubbling with bones and roughly chopped vegetables, that moment they concede to the heat, relaxing their cell walls to spill their unique aromas into a broth, producing flavors immeasurable.

These are scenes from the kitchen, a place that means something different to everyone.

In kitchens, cultures are defined by countless combinations of hands and hearts and ingredients.

In kitchens, partners dance to the rhythms of boiling water while garlic & onions crackle with applause in hot oil in the background.

In kitchens, children learn to tell if a strand of angel hair pasta is ready by tossing it against a wall,

and generations are maintained through millions of moments spent indulging in sensory satisfaction.

Nourishment.