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Growing up in a single-mother household, at 14, I was left to prepare meals for my sister, cousins, and grandmother. I always said there were two things I wanted to become. Since I was a cheerleader, I would become a stripper. Since I did all the cooking, I would become a chef. Sometimes, things need to be things sometimes go differently than planned.

My mother passed away right before my high school graduation, and moved to Houston, where I attended Texas Southern, where I studied communication and worked as a server/bartender. After moving to Atlanta for a few years while working in production, the world as we knew it took the craziest turn, and the Covid pandemic had the world in a chokehold. At home, bored, I decided to pursue my dream that was always there, but I needed more time and money to do so. I chose to attend America's number 1 French culinary school, where I would become classically trained not knowing that a black French chef would lead me to the best idea ever. It was the day I asked Chef Olivia for a Creole season, and he told me one thing: that being to change life for the better. "Make your own," he said, And the idea of my "Homegirls" came into fruition.
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