They’ve Lied to You About Food: It’s More Than Just Eating. Your Food is Either Fueling You or Feeding Off You—Which One Is It?

The Kitchen is Where We Remember

I was standing over the stove today, watching the oil shimmer, feeling the heat on my skin, the smell of garlic curling into the air—and I had a moment.

One of those moments where your whole life folds into itself, where the past and the present and something much older than you all breathe in at the same time.

I stirred the pot, and it hit me—this is it. This is the most sacred thing we do, and we’ve been doing it since the first fire touched stone.

See, people don’t talk about food like this. They talk about money. They talk about time. They talk about convenience.

But nobody tells you that food is memory. That it holds stories. That it holds power. That when you cook, you are speaking a language older than words.

Nobody tells you that when you step into the kitchen, you are standing at an altar. That when you take raw, living things and transform them into something that can keep another person alive—that is magic.

Who’s Feeding You?

We don’t ask this enough.

But we should.

Because when you eat, you don’t just take in food—you take in the energy of the hands that made it. You take in their stress, their exhaustion, their love (if there was any).

So tell me…When was the last time you knew the person who cooked your food? When was the last time you trusted them with your energy?

Or have you been eating mindlessly, swallowing whatever’s easy, whatever’s fast, whatever doesn’t require you to think about where it came from?

Because that’s what they want. To keep you disconnected to make you forget that food isn’t just fuel—it’s frequency.

And if you don’t cook for yourself, if you don’t choose who feeds you, then you are being fed on.

The Revolution Starts in the Kitchen

It starts when you take a knife and cut fresh herbs with your own hands.

It starts when you stand over a pot, stirring, breathing, present.

It starts when you realize that cooking is not a chore—it is the oldest act of care.

Because listen to me—this world does not need more people who are asleep.

It does not need more people who are tired, hungry, weak from food that does nothing but fill space.

What this world needs is more people who know.

People who understand that the energy we put into our bodies is the energy we put into our lives.

People who know that the first way to take back power is to take back the kitchen.

So this is my invitation to you—wake up.

Step into the kitchen. Feel your ancestors in the sizzle of onions, in the weight of a wooden spoon, in the warmth rising from a homemade meal.

Feed yourself like you matter.

And then?

Go feed someone else.

Because the world doesn’t change in big, loud ways.

It changes in the quiet moments—one meal at a time.

Welcome to ZK Kitchen.

This isn’t just about food.

This is about remembering who we are.