I grew up surrounded by a culture that lives and breathes food. My earliest memories are wrapped in the aroma of freshly baked Vietnamese baguettes from the neighbourhood bakery and the sweet scent of coconut milk and pandan juice from my mum’s signature rau câu.

When I started baking, I wanted a way to document the experiments, triumphs and occasional kitchen disasters — while honouring the flavours of my hometown and trying out new things.

Here, you’ll find meticulous recipes, reflective journal entries on the baking process and deep dives into the best food spots around.