The kitchen is also this ... a hectic journey without time to stop and write something more reasoned about the experiences you go through.
I am a Tuscan man who loves the scent of the earth and who, thanks to the excuse of cooking, has the opportunity to get to know and speak with many people. I take the cue to bring back a "private letter" between a chef and one hotel director that after many years to recite the poetry of the Maremma now lives among the seas of the south to do what he did here with less stress definitely and more desire to experiment.
This made me ask who is doing the right thing ... or at least .. I would like to be in this story?