I had just turned 18 when my friend and I decided we would travel to London. I arrived with £70 in my pocket, but it was still very easy for me to fall in love with the city that summer and knew I wanted to one day own a restaurant in London.
I like food – in fact, I love food.
A simple smell of food can take me back to the markets I used to go to with my dad and granddad to buy ingredients for my mum. Or it can transport me back to the days when I was a student and could smell the food in the air on my way back home from school.