I was born and raised in the busy streets of Mexico City. I have vivid memories of my childhood, gazing in awe at the hand-pressed tortillas ballooning on the hot comal. It was at that point when I started my culinary journey.
I was like a fly in the kitchen, bugging my mother more than actually helping her while trying to absorb as much as possible.
My dream was that one day I could make someone as happy as I was while eating her concoctions.