Silence in the Kitchen

This is still "in progress."  I need some opinions.  I feel like it's not well balanced, I should have cut out the words instead of writing them, and broken up the silverware.  And I'm thinking of using a aged-wood frame.  Or I should have just transferred everything onto a board. Maybe some chalk? Different font?

This has been in my mind so long that when I got this out, it just didn't turn out how I imagined it...at all...

Wait...do you hear that?  Aaaahhh!! The small child is awake!  Help help!  Not even the wee hours of morning are safe!

To be Continued...

Time passes:

Anyway: I've been playing around with this idea for awhile (because I find it funny, and sometimes I--mistakenly--think I'm clever. Sometimes.) and the other night, a customer came in with a death's-head hawkmoth tattooed on his elbow and I took it as a sign.
I decided to Amarone instead of Chianti because that's how it is in the book, and I thought it would be more subtle. (I looked it up to be sure. p.24 For my own reference, if I every have the chance to bet someone money.)

This is a play on the quote from Thomas Harris's "The Silence of the Lambs" ("A census taker tried to quantify me once.  I ate his liver with some fava beans and a big Amarone.") and a line for a poem by Omar Khayyam/translated by Edward Fitzgerald. ("A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread-and Thou")

The pages are from "The Four Fingers of Death" by Rick Moody (I bought two copies from the Dollar Tree so I could gut one without feeling guilty.)

The moth came from here

The silverware came from here