I was born in 1985 in the south of France.
I played with a kite on the beach, I sat on the kitchen counter overlooking her grand-mère bake madeleines. I rode my bicycle through a land I know by heart, and I fell in love – many times.
I milked goats and made cheese, I travelled to New Zealand, I made cakes of the delicious kind, and studied to be a product developer for the food industries.
Of course, I then proceeded to study again to become a pastry chef after I fell in love with stainless steel at Pierre Hermé’s lab.
I moved to London and worked with the best chefs around, I still write on my blog comme un lait fraise – a little – and on black notebooks smeared with chocolate and meringue, butter and flour – a lot. I draw too.