My boys used to go to work with their father every summer. They both had jobs in the kitchen. Of course it was not their idea of a summer vacation except when they would get a day off. They would only work a half day. And it wasn't doing dishes. It was handling food items. They weren't allowed to handle knives or machinery. But they did get to see how a professional kitchen worked.
At home they all had chores in the kitchen. Setting the table, peeling veggies, learning how to make fried eggs and sausages, pancakes, and other simple dishes. The only time I was in that kitchen alone was on Sunday morning.