Open kitchen: regret or the ultimate experience?

Common? If that’s really the case, then rather disgusting… I made my first truly homemade moussaka on Monday (I love Greek food). The kitchen was a battlefield afterwards. Admittedly, the recipe was good but the process was a mess. Still, we are doing well. We live well. Very well. A personal chef would never be within our budget. But even if it were. What nonsense is that? I like to cook. To cook myself. To cook properly. If it wasn’t that good, then I try to do better next time. And I like it when I can do that with my family present. The smell in the house of rosemary, lamb fat, onions, garlic, roux, potatoes, etc. lingers for a while. But it’s good. Better than any “air freshener”.

What do you think? Have we forgotten something essential? The mind says option 1, the heart says option 2 :)

Go with your heart, intellect is overrated. The decision seems clear to me. Since partner choice has already been mentioned in this thread: I don’t know a single person who is deeply satisfied with their partner choice who selected that partner with their intellect.

Well, if the heart has no experience in building houses, then the brain should take another critical look at the project before sinking half a million. :D