The Kitchen is not where you prepare your next meal. It’s a venue for experimental film, art, dance, literature, and performance in West Chelsea, and it was where I first experienced a truly profound and experimental and experiential performance piece when I first moved to NYC. I’ve since forgotten the name and content of the piece 😂😂😂 but I’ll never forget how it made me FEEL. The visceral, raw and emotional connection I had with the piece and the venue would not be replicated again in a long time. It was so great to walk by and see that The Kitchen is still there, in the same location and same neighborhood, unlike the fates of so many of the beloved places in this city.