I Want to Use Your Surname

It was a day off.

This time, I really meant to rest.

I'd said it was a day off many times before, but every time, I ended up going down to the kitchen.

I made staff meals, checked the consistency of a new sauce, inspected the broth in a single bowl, or watched challengers learn the limits of human endurance from Manly Man Noodles.

That wasn't resting.

I was just working for free.

So today, I lay in bed.

Sunlight came in just right, and the room was quiet.

At first, lying there with nothing in my hands felt awkward.

For a chef, having empty hands was more unsettling than you'd think...