Treysar

Rólunk

Our kitchen is a kitchen of longing. Longing for food, between the last bite of the season, and the first bite of the next one. Longing intensifies the present and is exactly the beginning of the story we are cooking up. And as in every story, our story also has a hero, a time, a place and a narrator. The hero of our story is the raw material. The taste. The smell the color. The way the material is grown, which respects it and makes it, worthy of consumption. The time of the story is 12 seasons. Yes, a dozen. micro seasonality. The produce of the land changes frequently and are changing with it.