An empty stainless space.
Currently, every Tuesday I enter a silent kitchen that is quiet and left all for my little lonesome self. Well semi lonesome because I always get visitors. I enter a space that is super clean after being deep cleaned on Sunday night. It’s shiny. It’s pure stainless clean.
Everything is in its place and I have free range of all countertops to start baking and making. I get to enjoy the entire space to myself. It’s freedom. It’s confinement, as I make it a semi challenge to not spread out too much like I would normally do. It’s fun. It’s hard. It’s amazing responsibility.
I have written poems about the stainless and cleaning and perfection of a quiet kitchen, either first in the morning or last out at night. There is peace in the opening and the shutting down.
It is definitely Stainless Silence.
Kate
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Interesting start to your 31-days writing challenge! There really is something peaceful, even serene, about arriving in a professional kitchen before the day’s work has begun. Looking forward to following your posts about this during October 🙂
Thank you! I have gotten to enjoy the silence of the morning since the beginning, which is rather lovely. I absolutely love how the fans and ovens and ‘noise’ of the kitchen are toned down so much when you first unlock the door. I was really inspired by the silence after reading Sous Chef by Michael Gibney. I love it. And the smell inside is marvelous too. A blank canvas to start off. I hope you get to enjoy my take on a professional kitchen. 🙂