Cooking saved me, gave me a direction and I went on to own my first cafe/restaurant when I was newly married and only 23.

Growing up in the 60’s and 70’s my mum was a busy career woman. She was a powerhouse executive secretary which meant she wasn’t home much. Meals were often of convenience. That was the era of the vertical grills, surprise peas and Deb potato.

Celebrating birthday’s, particularly my own, over the years has come with a certain level of discomfort. Not because I am adverse to getting a year older, actually I feel that is blessing, mostly because my back story has a lot of adversity and drama around birthday’s.