I travel for food. It’s usually the first reason I’d want to go to a destination – maybe I’ve seen a dish, some cuisine or produce that I’m intrigued by. It inspires me to research the place and build up an itinerary based on what I want to eat. For example, I’ve got some family in Hong Kong, so I often go on trips there. I love wonton noodles and I’ll plan a whole day around trying different noodles all across Hong Kong.
What to eat is everything. My background is Cantonese and I’ve always interpreted love and the reason for living through my stomach. I grew up in a Chinese takeaway in a tiny village on the south coast of England. My parents worked super long hours, six days a week. On their day off, they always made sure that we had a family meal out to try different cuisines. My curiosity comes from learning about food with them at an early age, being inquisitive about different cultures. I’m so grateful to them for that. My parents aren’t the type to ever verbally express love, so that was their way of making sure we knew we were loved and felt taken care of.
