It’s just a little nicer than being all alone. When I raise my eyes from the oil-spattered gas burner and the rust kitchen knife, outside the window stars are glittering, lonely. I lean up against the silver door of a towering, giant refrigerator stocked with enough food to get through a winter. Strangely, it’s better if this kind of kitchen is large. I love even incredibly dirty kitchens to distraction–vegetable droppings all over the floor, so dirty your slippers turn black on the bottom. White tile catching the light (ting! ting!). No matter where it is, no matter what kind, if it’s a kitchen, if it’s a place where they make food, it’s find with me. The place I like best in this world is the kitchen. What is important is how Mikage deals with her grief. It’s hard to tell, and ultimately not that important to the story. The main character, Mikage, finds herself orphaned as she’s either finishing high school or early in her college career. Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto is a novella with a fresh voice and unique perspective.
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