Kiriko's Thoughts
By Ms. Kinnikufan
Disclaimer: Shinji Saiyo owns the characters. I don't.
Winning this way sucks, I think as I throw the medal to the ground.
It is a medal I feel I have not truly earned. It is not a medal of true victory. It is a medal of spite-spite of Nichido Otani, who gave me the winning ten points to spite Jan.
The rules say I won, but my heart says I lost. The same heart I put into my cooking.
In my heart, I know a true victory would have only been obtained through going into overtime. I know that "heart" would have won over competition.
Celine Yang's philosophy "Cooking is about abundance" has it's place in some situations, I guess. Creativity is often needed, but it can never overtake the importance of the heart. But Jan's philosophy, he arrogant philosophy has absolutely no place in cooking. Cooking is not about competition, it about a lot of things but should never be about competition.
Jan wonders why my "Cooking is all about philosophy" means so much to me.
Well, it is for the same reason his "Cooking is about competition" is to him.
It was taught to me. Taught, not beaten.
Taught to me through my grandfather's love rather then arrogance. The power of the heart was taught to me every time my grandfather let me help him cook, despite my clumsy hands and the fact that I wanted to put chocolate syrup in everything.
Every time I cook a meal, I want to show the love that my grandfather has shown me.
A victory for me would have meant a victory for my grandfather, my whole family even.
A victory for the love and warmth they have shown me.
As I angrily throw the medal to the ground, I feel I have failed to pass on the love and warmth I have been shown.