I used to cook in butter-smeared chaos. Now I’m a competitive kitchen cleaner
I appear to have developed late-onset tidiness. As a younger, ever-questing cook, the four words that made my lip curl were: “Tidy as you go.” It was hard enough to beat and whip and emulsify as I went, without worrying about the whole tidying business too. It was an utterly joyless phrase; the sort uttered…