i started big bad wolf with the intention of just one dinner. to see what would happen; to see if i had what it took. i had never worked in a restaurant prior to that as a chef, not even as a server. so many doubted me, were waiting for me to fail and "get my ass handed to me"... to be fair, i was terrified, had no idea what i was doing, and also filled with my own doubts. but that hunger to take a leap of faith within myself was burning in my heart stronger than any of those doubts or fears and the people who believed in me since day one, by far, outweighed anything else. here we are 3 years later. i feel very blessed to have come this far. and while i can't say that it got easier, i can say that i deserve to be here. i'm definitely still learning (always), i'm more curious than ever, and i care about all of this on an obsessive level (probably on a slightly, unhealthy spectrum. lol.) while i no longer feel i have anything to prove, other than to myself, i'll never take any of this for granted and i promise to continue to strive for nothing short of my best. for my community. you are my reason... today, yesterday, tomorrow. i'm a little less scared shitless than i was when i started, but with way less fucks to give.
i’m korean-american. i was born and raised in california. i grew up eating in n’ out and street tacos just as much as kimchi. i lived in paris for 2 years and i’ve traveled pretty much just to eat (istanbul, taiwan, peru, morocco, spain... the list is long). i love food; i love flavors; period. if i feel like chipotle will work better in a dish than gochujang, i'm gonna do what's best for the dish, rather than limiting myself for any reason. i am korean, but i’m so much more than that... and i like that my food is too.
3 years with no signs of slowing down. with everything that i am, for everything that willed me to be here, with everything i strive to be... thank you so much for being part of this wildly beautiful journey. there's not part of me that thinks i got here alone.