"A happy kitchen means happy customers, particularly in an open kitchen," Gulliver tells me.
TVs, bathrooms, appliance-happy kitchens and Wi-Fi are on hand, and the hotel restaurant and bar are nearby.
At this time of year, when we are bravely trying to emerge from seasonal lowness, a cheffy creation from a foie-gras-happy restaurant kitchen might please now and then, but it's not at all the sort of food that our bodies crave.
Michel Richard, chef-owner of Citrus at Social Hollywood, demonstrates some of his favorite uses for kitchen twine in his cookbook "Happy in the Kitchen".
"I'm happy in our kitchens," he told me.
He is also not happy about the kitchen being in the basement.
I cheerfully stocked up on bottles and formula, and was even happy that my kitchen counter was cluttered with drying racks and bottle paraphernalia, as I never had that with my first.
Mr. Kunstler writes with ingratiating affection about a woman who might be endlessly happy in "the kitchen, her refuge against all the gales of life," if it weren't for life's habit of ruining her soufflés, figuratively speaking.
"Twenty-one-hundred sounds feet sounds like a lot but it didn't lay out right," said Ms. Tomchin, a real estate developer, who wasn't happy that the kitchen faced a wall and that Evan's room was so small it necessitated a loft bed.
The moment you arrive and sit on the worn picnic-style benches, you are immediately swarmed by a gang of waiters, each man's crisply ironed shirt representing his organization: Bismillah BBQ — Where Quality Matters, Happy Chunkie's Kitchen, Anilz, Chick Corner, American Delights: House of Chapati, Fresh 'n' Healthy (a juice bar) and so on and so on.
