Where did this all begin…
Well I think the moment I realised that I was going to change my life I was working away in a pizzeria. I’d joined to work front of house .. table service with tips and all of that goodness, but was quickly moved to back of house for “reasons”. Back of the house largely involved dishwashing, proving dough or making the pizzas and sticking them in the industrial cooking oven.
After a particularly traumatising catch up with old classmates that were all doing much better than I was, I was doing the night shift making a selection of terribly unhealthy pizzas.