There is something about cooking that creates a space where things slow down, where differences don’t matter as much, where attention quietly replaces judgment.
Behind a sushi counter, this becomes almost tangible.
Everything that usually defines us falls away.
There is no more status, no more distance, no need to explain who you are or where you come from.
You sit, and very naturally, you let go all of that.
Cooking creates a space where differences don’t matter and where attention replaces judgment.
It is simple but it is not small.
Behind a sushi counter, this becomes very clear. There is no more status, no more distance, no more need to define who you are.
There is just the chef, his hands and the gesture.
Everything fades.
You are just here, in front of someone who is doing something with full attention just for you.
Faustine
