Unidentified flying objects: the canapé that took off!

Is it a bird?
Is it a plane?
No! It’s… a canapé.

In the world of Kitchen Wishes, not only birds and airplanes take flight — pretty much everything does.
Especially canapés.

They’re aerodynamic, elegant, streamlined — perfect for gliding through the sky.
Unfortunately, gravity doesn’t help much.
So… how do we make them fly?

Once again, we call upon our personal dance troupe — our waitresses / dancers / performers.
One armed with a pastry bag filled with sauce, the other ready with the bread.
Together, they create the canapé right in front of the guest’s mouth — who, with childlike trust, must let these two dancing strangers feed them.

You might wonder: what’s the point?

Wouldn’t it be better to receive the canapé the traditional way — beautifully plated on a silver tray, ready to eat?

In the classic setup, an elegant, composed waitress presents the canapé:
toasted bread with eggplant mousse, confit tomatoes, and caper blossoms.

Result: the guest takes the canapé.

Our version has the same happy ending — but through a very different path.
One waitress carries the pastry bag filled with eggplant sauce, capers, and cherry tomatoes.
The other has a crate of toasted bread.
They approach the guest, bow gracefully — one offers the bread, the other pours the sauce.
The guest closes their eyes, surrenders, and is gently fed.

So… what’s changed?

The difference is small — yet essential: the tasting comes after a tiny creative ritual.

From the guest’s perspective, watching it come to life before their eyes — trusting, being fed — adds layers of meaning to a simple bite.
Little rituals that elevate the destination (as all good rituals do…).

A canapé can be served on a tray or while jumping rope, with a courtly bow or upside down — it will always be a canapé, but its meaning changes. It engages other parts of the mind.

And if you think it’s better to pick it off a tray, untouched by our peculiar choreography — well, a flying canapé won’t convince you otherwise.
But we still believe it’s wonderful to be fed — how often does that happen after infancy?
It’s thrilling to watch something you’re about to eat come to life, and we swear a flying canapé tastes better than a static one.

We were children once — a large hand held out the spoon, and a voice told a little story:
“Pretty square, pretty square, where the crazy hare lives…”
Or: “Here comes a ship full of…”
Or maybe: “Fly, fly, fly…”

The goal was always the same — to feed us, turning mealtime into play.

Our Flying Canapé tries to take you back to that magical place, long lost in time —
where Santa Claus is a certainty, UFOs are your travel companions,
and there’s a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow.

Try it yourself — feed each other, get messy with sauce.
Be children again, just for a while.

Hogwarts is real, and enrollment is open.
The Befana still flies at night in her broken shoes.
And yes — even a canapé can fly.

In the end, that’s really all there is to it.