Most of what inspires me comes from people and places. Family recipes passed around the table, dishes made by friends from different parts of the world, something eaten while travelling, a technique picked up in a kitchen, an ingredient found at a market, or a restaurant meal I’m still thinking about months later.

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But inspiration doesn’t always begin with food. It can come from something I’ve read, a painting, a piece of history, music, a film, a building, a conversation, or simply something I noticed walking down a street. I’m fascinated by the stories behind the things we eat and by the way food intersects with culture, art, history and everyday life. The more I see, read, listen to and learn, the more I find it changing the way I approach the kitchen.

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I don’t think my cooking belongs to one particular cuisine, and I don’t really want it to. It’s a collection of everything I’ve tasted, seen, read, heard, learned and been curious enough to explore. I take those references back to my own kitchen, play with them, and eventually turn them into something that feels like mine.

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Alongside my studies, I develop and film my own recipes, and when I get the chance, I cook in restaurants as a commis chef. I love being in a kitchen and learning from the people around me. I go in wanting to become a better cook, but somehow always come away having learned something beyond food too. About people, discipline, working under pressure, and myself. A lot of it finds its way back into my cooking, and some of it stays with me well beyond the kitchen.

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This blog is where I keep track of it all. The recipes I love, the things I’m learning, the places and people that inspire me, and the ideas I pick up along the way.​