His eyes widened—surprised and excited, catching me off guard:

“Really? Because to me this is on the level of: ‘I’d sell my soul to eat this again.’”

I couldn’t hold back and laughed.

“I always dreamed of being a chef. Not just cooking… but running a kitchen. Because that would let me create my own things, take risks with flavors and seasonings, invent new dishes.”

“What stopped you from chasing that dream?”

“Jimi… life… the whole chaos that took over after his ...