Kitchen from Minas Gerais

One of my oldest memories is sitting in front of these stone pans, feeling the heat and smells of the food at my aunt's house.
I was trying to capture a nostalgia specific to Brazil, our houses and colors, the textures. This feeling that you don't have to rush anything in your day, you can sit, wait, and eat.
I'm not sure about the composition, and I'm still studying to get better at lighting, all criticism is welcome.