Being far from home isn’t easy. Like many who leave their country behind, I found myself missing not just places, but the tastes and traditions that shaped me. That’s when I realized—food has the power to bridge distances, to make us feel connected, no matter where we are.
In every dish I prepare, whether it’s gefilte fish, harira soup, or stuffed grape leaves, I find a piece of home. These aren’t just recipes; they are memories, stories, and traditions that bind us to our roots. Cooking for others in their kitchens gives me the chance to share this connection—inviting them to savor the flavors of my heritage, right at their table.
There is something truly magical about seeing families enjoy these familiar tastes, knowing that, through food, we are all connected—no matter the distance.
