I was born in New Delhi India.
My great grandfather immigrated from Pakistan to India when partition happened in 1947. My Grandmother is from Indonesia and this influenced her cooking.
I used to watch my Grandma cook. My Grandpa was the eldest of 8 siblings, and everyone would come to our house and my Grandma would cook for everyone. I remember the aromas, the style and the dishes.
The first dish I learned to cook was when I was when in grade 8. It was a non vegetarian dish: Murgh musallam. A whole chicken marinated and stuffed with boiled egg and seasoned with spices.
It was at this time in grade 8 when I decided I wanted to be a chef. I worked part time in my Father's business and full time achieving my passion. I was very lucky, my parents encouraged me. As the eldest son, I would normally be expected to take over my Father's business. My parents gave me the liberty to live my dreams.
When I cook I am filled with more love. I love feeding people who are hungry. I like to make sure they eat with their eyes first and than fill up their stomachs!
When I cook, I feel more energetic. When I am in action cooking, I am always smiling. You can talk to me about food the whole day, and I will always be smiling.
I feel food should be shared, I am happy when people are sharing food; family style. Family style of eating spreads love. The Sikh community always serves food family style, it is community food and spreads the love.
“ When I cook I am filled with more love. I love feeding people who are hungry. I like to make sure they eat with their eyes first and than fill up their stomachs!”