Kapitel 158: A Small Feast

The kitchen, once an orderly paradise, now looked like a battlefield strewn with the aftermath of a food fight gone terribly, terribly wrong. Not one, but two 'terrible(s)' were needed.

Utensils lay scattered like fallen soldiers, pans abandoned mid task, and countertops appeared to have hosted an unplanned seasoning contest with spices marking their territory in dusty chaos.

The usually perfect arrangement of jars and containers was now a jumbled collection, their contents having spilled in a whirlwind of culinary chaos. Cumin mixed with coriander, soy sauce leaked near the sugar jar, and flour created a powdery snowscape on the countertops. 

In the middle of this organized mayhem were stacks of used dishes attempting to resist gravity in their risky piles, flirting with the floor.

The kitchen. His kitchen was a mess.