It’s my first week of work, and I’m standing in a walk-in fridge that’s bigger than the entire kitchen back in my apartment, blowing hot breath onto my stiff fingers and trying to find the fresh herbs. There’s plenty of other food in here: zucchinis and lettuce, chicken breasts and beef cuts. Finally, I see a bag of sorry-looking rosemary tucked between boxes of onions, the stalks browned at the tips. My breath misting in front of me, I rip a few sprigs off and re-hide the bag.

I leave the fridge and walk into the fake kitchen. Well, that’s not entirely true: Everything in the kitchen is real. The brushed steel sink and the flattop range work. The orange granite countertops are gorgeous and perfect for the cook who wants to put dishes down without using a hot pad. Even the bottles of wine in the wine rack are… More…