I was born in Israel, straight into my mother’s kitchen, which is basically a Moroccan culinary institute. Only after growing up and living on my own did I realize how much I absorbed by sitting on the kitchen counter and watching my mother and grandmother – both legendary cooks and pastry chefs – doing their magic at incredible speeds and with maximum efficiency.
At age sixteen, more rebellious than ever, I moved in with my best friend’s family, who raised me as their own. My new family was another giant leap into a new culinary world. The father, originally from New York, is a fabulous cook, and the mother is a remarkable pastry chef.
After I completed my military service in Israel – as a human resource officer, of all things – I visited New York and fell in love with the city, then with my future to-be husband, and ended up staying there for seven years.
After studying Graphic Design and Illustration at the School of Visual Arts, I worked for the ad agency TBWA\Chiat\Day until my first son, Leo (Looli), was born.
When Leo was two years old, my husband was hired to work on a film project in Mallorca, Spain. During the three years we lived there, I hosted countless dinner parties, and gave birth to my second son, Alexander (Sooshi).
When my husband’s gig was completed, we moved back to New York City.
Two years ago, after losing my youngest sister to cancer treatment, we decided to take a break from New York and move to Los Angeles.