Some of my earliest memories live around long, noisy family tables filled with clinking plates, familiar voices and the smell of food made with love. My mother, stepmother and both my grannies were exceptional cooks, and it was in their kitchens, watching, tasting and learning without even realising it, that the path of my life began taking shape.

At twenty one, I stepped into a life of travel as an international air hostess and the world opened up to me. For many years, travel was my classroom. Wherever I landed, I sought out flavour in street markets, tiny cafés, family-run restaurants and the homes of generous strangers. I learned that food carries history, identity and stories far richer than anything written in a guidebook.

When I became a mom, I knew I needed a new rhythm. So I took the part of cooking for people that had always lit me up, and stepped wholeheartedly into the world of catering. I cooked for weddings, intimate dinners, large functions and corporates. I ran a catering company, owned a coffee shop and learned through fire, passion and the beautiful chaos that comes with a life built around food.

I realised the part of catering I loved most was the gathering. That feeling of bringing people together around a table…

That was the thread running through everything.

So I opened my cooking school, a place where food, laughter, learning and connection could live in one room. Over the years, those lessons became more than classes. They became community. Women arrived as strangers and left with new friends, new confidence and new memories.

And that is where the next part of my story quietly began to take shape…

Table Memories grew from the moment two great loves, food and travel, found each other.

While I was teaching, I began dreaming about sharing the world with the women who gathered in my kitchen. Not just the recipes, but the flavours, cultures and people who had shaped me during my years in the sky. So I planned my first foodie trip. One group became the next, and soon these journeys became a natural extension of everything I believed in: connection, curiosity, good food, meaningful moments and the magic that happens when women explore together.

These trips were never ordinary. They were intimate, carefully curated experiences… from wandering through local markets to sharing meals in homes, cooking with locals, discovering hidden corners and embracing the small, unplanned moments that often become the most treasured.

As life shifted, so did my work.
The cooking school softened into something more personal.
The tours grew into something richer and more intentional.

Together, they became the heart of  what is now known as Table Memories… a place where women could cook, travel, taste, explore and feel part of something beautifully shared.