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12 January 2020

At the hobs

On the hobs, the world comes to life in a bubbly universe.
A deep, content sigh as an artichoke or a courgette rises to the surface to then disappear below the frothing water. Let it rain outside, for I am in my world when cooking at the hobs, and I cook up a whole new world using my creativity.
I feel at home when cooking here.

Nicolò, sous-chef of the La Stüa de Michil