The kitchen has various ingredients, herbs, cooking pots, and a wine rack. There's also a dog slurping up liquid leaking from a barrel. You wonder for a moment if this creature could be "Toasty." You call its name but the dog continues to lick the floor, ignoring you entirely.
You open crates and look for food that doesn't require preparation. There is nothing here immediately edible. Frustrated, you wander over to see where the next door leads.