Gemotions

Chef Evelyn stared at the review, the words a personal attack: "A chef who has lost her way… her food, lifeless and bland." Her hands trembled. She needed something, *anything*, to silence the critic’s voice in her head. She stormed into the kitchen, a whirlwind of frustrated energy. She ripped open bags of expensive pasta, dumping them into a pot of boiling water. She added mountains of butter and cream, then grated Parmesan cheese until the bowl overflowed, and began to devour it from the pot with a wooden spoon, the need to consume and fill her body with the rich, heavy meal growing with each bite.