A foodie’s mind is an interesting place to be.
I don’t work in a kitchen, not yet unfortunately.
Instead I’m stuck behind a desk all day, keying monotonously. Jobs like that allow for the mind to… wander. Well, at least, MY mind wanders.
I find myself typing away and before long I’ve got food on the brain. Not just food exactly, but other things to. My dream kitchen for instance. I imagine it a little like this…
And of course, continuing on with kitchens and goodness, I think of how well stocked I’d like my kitchen.
(Those were cheese related, I know) But I think you get the idea. When I’m working, I might as well be in the kitchen because I’m already there mentally.