My next house will have a big kitchen.
A friend of mine who grew up on the same street as I did had several siblings. As they all grew up and grew out of the house, the parents decided to put a lot of money into one particular remodel effort and redesigned a brand new larger kitchen. This effort included knocking out walls, raising the ceiling, installing more kitchen appliances than they had before but the end result was one gorgeous, gigantic communal kitchen.
If one looks at the house today, it is safe to say their kitchen is by far the largest room in their house. It makes sense why.
The kitchen is a place where people get together and meet no matter the directions each person is going on a particular day. It is the place where people start their days and the place where people end their days. Even on the busiest of days, people will still find themselves in the kitchen at some point since everyone has to eat, even with varying schedules. One could say creating a grand bathroom is plausible if my argument holds true about people ending up in one spot at some point but let’s agree that the bathroom is missing that “come together” component which a kitchen offers and where people may end up at the same time. Agree? Thanks.
There are times I’ll drive by this friend’s parents’ house to this day and will see a head or two through the window sitting at the kitchen table in the kitchen. But it got me thinking as to how a kitchen is important and simply brings people together.
My husband and I talk a great deal about food. It can be the highlight of our day as well as the biggest disappointment. We truly enjoy yummy food. We both spend a lot of time thinking about food, talking about food and eventually end up in the kitchen making food, especially on weekends. You’ll find us cutting vegetables, using a variety of grinders, processors, and mixers and while we make no claims to be good at what we do in the kitchen, it’s just fun for us.
In the past when Vinit would go home to visit his parents in Thailand, he would come back with a variety of packed home-cooked food his mother would make him. He would ration his mother’s food over a period of time and make it last as long as he could. Even when enough time passed and the freshness was questionable, he would tell me how much love was put into making it, so he was not about to let any of it go to waste. So when the kitchen was far, the food made in it kept his mom close to his heart.
We live in a vegetarian household so you’ll find a variety of foods in our refrigerator and creations developed, from lentils to Italian pasta dishes to homemade falafels to sweet breakfast breads to homemade pizzas to tofu stir-fries to Mexican concoctions, to a variety of Indian dishes to fresh veggies and quinoa as a few examples. So yes, we kinda like to try it all!
As I spoke about connecting during our carpooling time, cooking in the kitchen together is another place where we absolutely love to connect as well, while over the stove or chopping red onions or mixing dough. Let it be known, there’s definitely fighting which goes on and Vinit’s favorite command to me while I’m cooking is “move, move, move” which translates to “let me stir because you are too wimpy to stir it yourself.” But it’s all in good fun and we truly enjoy it.
The best part about cooking at home is the gratifying feeling after all the hard work and preparation – the experience of having fork meet mouth with the most delicious tastes and flavors which us of all people somehow created! We get so incredibly proud of ourselves when something turns out great!
So a lot goes on in the kitchen and it doesn’t feel like a hassle, work or a task, for us since its fun and a constant journey. Although I enjoy going out and trying new places which many know about since I am the biggest fan of Yelp, I still love the homemade food and experience of it all.
Growing up I had little to no experience in being part of a kitchen. It seemed to be a chore to me and my mom was sweet enough to let me enjoy other things and interests rather than being stuck with her in the kitchen. It wasn’t until I was in college where I realized I could only eat so many subway sandwiches and Teriyaki take-out and that learning how to cook was probably a really good idea.
I began to enjoy cooking as I got older and it wasn’t until Vinit came along where I learned to love it even more and that was because he cooked so very well himself and his cooking was a lot more complicated than the standard American dishes I knew. I had learned so much from him. He is also someone who tends to praise food, almost always, which might be his secret tactic for keeping me interested but hey, it works.
I hope to continue this practice of enjoying the kitchen so much and us cooking together for years to come and when I have kids of my own, hope we can celebrate our meals together in the kitchen enjoying our time in that common place. That is why I think my friend’s parents had the right idea all along – the kitchen is the most important room in the house – the spot where no matter how busy everyone’s day gets, it is the place where you can always come together and connect over a homemade meal.
Cheers to enjoyable kitchens and yummy food together,
-tanya lasagne

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