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I am going through something of a music revolt. In the past, I had made a habit of listening to music that hastily pulsated in my head, heart and veins. The purpose of doing so, it seems, was to bring my energies up to a level that mirrored the frenetic beat. A tactic that was incredibly useful when I had a houseful of chores to get done and nary the strength to do much of anything at all. 

But such a heightened pace often led to a prolonged state of vivacity, the antithesis of relaxation.

So a change was needed. It quickly became apparent that my choice of music had to be reevaluated to achieve calm. Sure, I still have to get things <em>done</em>, but for once in my life, I am trying to do it..calmly. And here I am - a 12th of the way through 2012, enforcing the habit of listening to the congenial sounds of Fleet Foxes and Band of Horses to name just two. I have found the results intriguing. Yes, I am calmer, but I have also been more forgiving and open minded. My food { as this is a blog about food }, has been more experimental, filled with fresher produce and slight in portion.

My kitchen hums at all hours. Not just for breakfast, lunch or dinner. But late into the evening - prepping ingredients for the next day or creating sauces, staples for weeks to come. My evening kitchen is lit dimly { another experiment - avoiding overhead light }, less cluttered and accented with a cup, glass of some beverage or the other while I tinker around its familiar space. 

While this song by Fleet Foxes is not explicitly about an actual kitchen, it's tone reflects the feel that permeates <em>my</em> evening kitchen. It's texture mirrors the essentials I concoct in this small space. So enjoy, the music, your weekend and the desire to cook late in the day, in your Evening Kitchen. 