Gemotions

"Oh, the humanity!" Chef Marco announced dramatically, flinging his arms wide as he strode into the kitchen, the damning review clutched in his hand. He then proceeded to remove every single knife from its magnetic strip, laying them out in a perfect, fan-shaped display. He felt a tingle in his toes, a need for movement. He decided, without a second thought, to rearrange the entire kitchen layout – moving the ovens to the center and the prep station to the back. A mischievous glint flickered in his eyes.