The White Kitchen Supersonic.
Grab a sponge, pour a hot tea, and rest your legs.
Breathe in deeply and observe.
A great wine pours itself on the table.
A medley of sweet music escapes from the cupboards.
The whole wall is alive with sound.
The whole wall takes a deep breath, its wooden doors quaking.
The pots begin to shake.
And the spoons begin to rattle.
It is a great vibration.
The kind you can feel with your feet as it pulses you
into a sort of groovy vibration.
Makes you move your hips like butta.





