“The place I like best in this world is the kitchen. No matter where it is, no matter what kind, if it’s a kitchen, if it’s a place where they make food, it’s fine with me. Ideally it should be well broken in. Lots of tea towels, dry and immaculate. White tile catching the light (ting! ting!).” Banana Yoshimoto in her 1988 novel, Kitchen.
Today I am off to the pre-transplant clinic support group for those in the lung program. It’s quite an adventure, requiring two tanks of oxygen and other paraphernalia and it takes some time to get there. Best take a book, eh? We were at the library yesterday and I found this one. The lines quoted above are the opening lines. Wow! I couldn’t agree more. Some of my best times – simple but sweet times – have been spent in kitchens.
I love to write in the kitchen. I often wonder how many women over time have practiced multiple creative arts in that most basic room . . . the heart of the home … the hearth of the home. At least one fictional writer … Jessica Fletcher of Murder She Wrote … plied her craft in the kitchen. It seems so natural to stew dinner and spin a story at the same time.
For those who are interested, here’s what lung transplant is about … and my own wonderful physician is featured here.
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