The kitchen is full of activity, a lot of bald-headed monks are busy chopping ingredients or stirring things in pots and pans on the earthen stoves. Some pots have wooden covers on them while the contents simmer, others have stacks of bamboo boxes sitting on them to steam. Baskets of all kinds of ingredients line the walls. Cutting boards are hung here and there along with spatulas and spoons and knives and all manner of cooking utensils. It's bustling, but there's something a little unreal about it all...

In the middle of all this is Kon, with a towel tied over his head to keep his hair out of the way as he works.