Welcome To My Cat Island Kitchen
An island kitchen is never finished. It grows and shrinks and expands to the next room. It moves outside and waits for the rain. Glasses break and toasters rust. Little mice hide in the insolation of the oven and get roasted together with the bread.
There is space in an island kitchen. There can be shelves on the outside of the house. There can be furniture on the lawn to keep your pots and pans in. There can be planters and boxes and big ceramic pots for all the spices and vegetables that can grow on the island.
An island kitchen is a very special place. An oasis, a work room, a studio.
Have a scroll through the above images and welcome to my kitchen!
Jacqueline Campaigne
When we moved to Cat Island, 16 years ago, I knew we had found our paradise. But even paradise has its glitches. For a foodie like me, the lack of fresh veggies and meat, the scarcity of fish and the really bad assortment of wines was a bit of a challenge. I had to learn to cook in a whole new way. How to make an interesting salad out of carrots and iceberg lettuce, for example. Not so easy. If any of my ideas can make a dent in the traditional way the cooks of Cat Island think and serve dinner, I think it would be a step in the right direction. I might not be able to convert anybody, but I can inspire at least some of them. If you are reading my blog from afar, perhaps you will visit my cat island kitchen. I would enjoy cooking for you!
