Every day millions of delicious meals and unique recipes are prepared at home. Since we can’t be everywhere unfortunately, we probably pass by more closed doors to living spaces than open ones. But sometimes something wonderful happens, something very sensual. From these private worlds, tantalizing smells enter our noses through a small window slit or a door crack. Curious, we wonder what delicious food is being prepared there and who is preparing it. How many breakfasts, lunches or dinners have we participated in this way in our lives, namely in passing?

There is a very strong memory of a feeling from my childhood. On Saturday mornings, I would often lie in my parents‘ living room. I did nothing but lie there and feel embraced by two great things that were happening around me at the same time. The very soothing and monotonous sound of my father’s lawn mower humming from the backyard and the wonderful smells from my mother’s kitchen where she was preparing a home-cooked meal. Meals at my parents‘ house are still associated with this memory of my childhood Saturdays.

Preparing food and eating it together for me are a universal language. It can connect people not through words but through senses. And yet, behind each of the millions of dishes that are cooked every day behind mostly closed doors there is always one single person with an individual life story. I would like to tell about these people in my films. People who not only cook but with their story make a recipe and its preparation an unforgettable and personal experience.