A tiny kitchen filled with warmth as well a love for preparing exquisite meals. Friends have often come over and marveled aloud about the great tastes emulating from such a small kitchen. Some have pondered and prayed out loud, “Please God, give her a large kitchen.” The nuances of my small, galley-styled kitchen are ever-present in terms of organizing and keeping things handy to focus more on meal preparation rather than a perpetual search for this bowl, pot, dish, etc. However, it does not impede my ability to produce a fantastic meal. When working in my kitchen, the focus is not on what I don’t have, rather what’s available when entering the “zone,” and above all, that includes a passion to re-imagine love with every meal.
What amazes me about my tiny kitchen is the number of people who have stood in this small, but intimate space, anxiously waiting for a hot off-the-grill or stove dish.
Not an easy feat, but I have prepared meals for up to seventy people (large back yard) in this tiny kitchen. Of course, a large patio and yard, multiple grills and a couple of extra hands to assist me produce a symphony of fun.
An extension of my kitchen is a vegetable garden out back… This is where I find respite. Like everything in life, we have seasons… These photos depict my garden through the seasons and eating seasonally is something I’ve chosen to do after many conversations with healthy, elderly people.
Sometimes I wonder, if we could capture the soul or spirit on a photograph during “life” seasons… what revelations might we observe in ourselves as well other significant people in our lives?