My cooking story is a bit different from other chefs. I didn’t study at cooking school. My background was totally different. I already had some skills, I always helped out my mum and grandma when we had to cook for Christmas or Easter days. I sweetly remember when I helped my grandma making homemade gnocchi with my fingers. It was great. I was so proud to spend time with her and if I close my eyes, I can even remember the smell of the flour and the amazing atmosphere of those happy days of celebrations.

But one day I decided to leave my country with my passion. And here I am. During my travels around the word I had the chance to join the hospitality industry. I discovered I really enjoyed cooking, it gave me a chance to study languages and pay the bills as well. So day by day working side by side with my colleagues I was keen and my skills got better. Traveling gave me a chance to stay in touch with different cultures and diverse background, learning and comparing new ways of cooking.

I am very happy of what I am now, taking a chance to thank all the people I met, because without them, I couldn’t have followed my path and they have made me wiser, more professional, self confident and more aware of myself than ever before.