The kitchen is a place of creativity and endless possibility, and in it I’ve learned to embrace contradiction. There are days when I cook with total originality, and times when I’m devoted to the written word. My kitchen can be a place of precise measurement, or of throwing caution to the wind. It’s where I experience daily success and occasional failure (which we eat and which I learn from); and my kitchen is where I’ve learned the most about giving and receiving, about letting go and throwing all of myself in and, especially, about striving for excellence and being good enough.