“I was born in Nicaragua and arrived in the country a few years ago through the hole via Mexico. Back in Nicaragua, I used to be a tobacco roller but decided I needed to do more for my family, so I took the leap and journeyed to the U.S over a two-month desert trek, in a bet to be able to better provide for the family I left behind due to not being able to bring them along. It was a long, dangerous journey but I made it.

I love the kitchen, it’s not only my passion but something I need to get better at in order to provide for the family, and I’m not going to stop pushing until I become a head chef. Working in the kitchen is nothing compared to the hardship I had to endure on my way up here, and I’ve become stronger than I ever dreamt of!”