So whoever has a kitchen like that in the basement always gets visits from a hired chef. While the guests to be served sit upstairs in the living-dining area, the chef works in the basement. Then everything comes up with the elevator. That is usual in high society and not nonsense.
Doctors or corporate leaders used to build houses for 1 million DM with such equipment. Today, any assembly worker at VW or Porsche can afford such sums. But that’s no longer enough for the chef. But so what.
Usual? If that’s really the case, then rather disgusting…
On Monday I made my first truly homemade moussaka (I love Greek food).
The kitchen was a battlefield afterwards. Admittedly, the recipe was good but
a mess in execution.
Nevertheless, we are fine. We live well. Very well.
A hired chef would never be within our budget. But even if.
What kind of nonsense is that?
I like to cook. To cook myself. To cook properly. If it wasn’t so good, then I try to do better next time.
And I like to be able to do that when my family is present.
The smell in the house of rosemary, lamb in fat, onions, garlic, roux, potatoes, etc. stays for a while.
But it is good.
Better than any “air freshener.”