This week and next are two of the busiest of the semester for me, so there is relatively little cooking goodness going on in my kitchen right now. Instead, lots of easy dinners (pasta on Wednesday--anybody remember the old Prince spaghetti commercial in New England, the one with Anthony?).
Even so, the kitchen is still clearly the heart of the home, where:
- I made a cake to celebrate my son's thirteenth birthday
- I set up cups of relaxing tea or awakening espresso to get through the madness
- remnants of work pass through (I am leading a discussion on "Even the Rain" at one of our global film festival events on campus today)
- My girl reads
- My boy leaves cubes around, in-between speed cubing sessions
- We gradually eat artisan chocolate sent to us from Ecuador--made by one of my friend's sons!
- We always have a home-made calendar, my gift from Howard on home-made night at Hanukkah every year
The kitchen is also the room I first walk into when I mark the passage from work-day to home-time. Ahhhhh...
What's your favorite non-cooking way that the kitchen is the heart of your home?