We had experimental seafood night at my sister’s flat last night because she has a kitchen that is far superior to either mine or Eve’s.
I have a serious case of stove envy. Not only do I not have a six-burner hob and an oven that would probably fit Eve, but my hob isn’t even gas.
And obviously, my stove envy also extends into more general kitchen envy. I mean, look at it. The kitchen’s so huge Kira had to get a table custom-built. Maybe some day…