My journey started when I was a kid. Growing up in a Puerto Rican home, you are taught to make rice at the age of 9 (if not earlier). I remember as a kid watching my mother cook for not only our entire family, but for the neighborhood. My mother and grandmother used to sell food in front of their building in the 60s. I come from a long line of cooks, so cooking is not just in my blood but also my heart and soul.