Meals

I’m starting this section because I realized I haven’t done the best job of preserving the recipes that mean the most to me—the ones passed down from my parents, and the ones I’ve created myself over the years. These are flavors tied to memories, comfort, and love. And I don’t want them to disappear.

So this is my way of making sure they last.

Some recipes might be written with guesswork, a pinch of this and a dash of that, but I’ll do my best to share them honestly and fully. They may not always follow perfect instructions, but what they will always have is love.

To me, food has never just been about taste—it’s about the feeling it gives you. A warm bowl of soup that reminds you of home. A dish with a twist that makes you pause and smile. That’s the kind of food I love to make. I cook from the base, from scratch, and with a little kick that makes it mine. And if it’s a little unconventional, that’s exactly how you’ll know it’s my cooking. I’ll share the stories to the recipes when there are stories to tell. So here it is. A collection of flavors, memories, and stories.

And if I can't cook for you in person, I hope these recipes will taste a little like I did.

Always with love,

Kaya