Cooking is one of those satisfactory pursuits because of its ephemeral quality. Nothing you ever cook ever comes out the same and everything that is cooked is short-lived. The essence is in this transient nature—it’s a creation that parallels our own existence. The act of cooking is art without being ostentatious. It is not concerned with permanency, and is encouraging a purely existential lifestyle by highlighting the present as its main affair. When removed from the context of high-class restaurant establishments and cut throat competitions (as seen on various food oriented networks and programs), cooking can be the most rewarding pastime. Its interactive quality makes it the perfect way to share yourself, your culture, and your creativity. The intimacy of cooking is multidimensional and compels the use of all your senses: touching the texture of rice as you scoop it up for measurement, smelling the bouquet of ingredients resting on a low flame as they permeate the air, listening to the olive oil begin to spark on a pan, assembling your creation for presentation, and taste, well, that one is pretty evident—that one is your own personal critic.

Tastefully yours,

Lauren & Olympia