When I cook, I do a minimal amount of prep. I enjoy the outcome, but don’t enjoy chopping, squeezing and opening. By the time I’ve tasted and put all the ingredients together, I sometimes lose my appetite. Honestly, I don’t how chefs ever sit down for a meal. The joy of the final product for me, is muddled in steps to finish.
However, there are times I enjoy the process, and they are with my friend Kathy. When we are cooking at her house, the work sings. Her husband is humming and I’m whistling while the “stew is simmering”. It’s a threesome who know their place in the kitchen.
There are some kitchens that are more suited to the prep than others. Her’s is one. With granite counters and surgically sharp knives, I don’t mind the effort for the reward.