Kitchen Dance Party

Seventeen or not, everybody sings the chorus.

The whispered intro is your cue to turn up the heat.

There's always something to celebrate. Tonight it's dinner.

Hard to stay still with a wooden spoon in your hand.

The happiest-sounding sad song ever written.

The horns count as a starter.

Nile Rodgers on guitar: the best thing in any kitchen.

Don't believe me? Just watch the pan.

Chopping onions has never had a better beat.

Confidence, served warm.

For dessert, and for dancing around the table.