29/10/2025
Some people stay with us through the scent of something simmering.
You open a cupboard, stir a sauce, or dust flour across a bench - and suddenly, they’re there. The one who cooked with love. Who measured by feel. Who made every meal an offering.
The kitchen was their place. And now, it’s one of the places they live on.
🧡 Who do you carry with you when you cook?