I started at 5 years old in the kitchen table with my family supporting me. I know where I'm from and I know exactly where I'm going.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I grew up in the kitchen, mostly with my grandfather, my mother and my aunt Raffy.
You know, my parents had a restaurant. And I left home, actually, in 1949, when I was 13 years old, to go into apprenticeship. And actually when I left home, home was a restaurant - like I said, my mother was a chef. So I can't remember any time in my life, from age 5, 6, that I wasn't in a kitchen.
I come from a massive family, and the youngest is twentysomething years younger than I am, so I grew up with children.
I left school when I was 14 to work in kitchens.
I grew up as one of six kids.
I grew up in a family of nine kids.
I moved south when I was 11 years old, moved to England. I've lived in all kinds of places, all parts of England.
About age ten, we moved from the place where I was born, moved overseas.
I started working myself from about 14, really, so I wasn't a burden on my family. I did a paper round and a milk round. When I was 15 or 16, I worked in a supermarket on Saturdays stacking shelves, and then every summer I temped, right through university until my working days started.
I opened my own restaurant when I was 17. I went broke, then traveled around the country, learning about different kinds of foods, had three other restaurants that went broke. It didn't all start just a few years ago!