After years as a corporate VP, I was burnt out. My husband backed me when I decided to leave, and I went back to what I loved: baking and cooking. Watching my kids eat what I made, and cooking next to my mom again, made me happier than I’d been in a long time.
My mom, Kelly, has been a lead chef for over twenty years. When I was a teenager, she used to talk about having a little place of her own, just a stand selling spring rolls, egg rolls, and nem nướng like the ones from her hometown. I watched how hard she worked for us and always hoped I could help her get there someday.
Now we’re doing it together. It’s a dream she held for decades, and I get to build it with her.
We named it after her, because it all starts with my mom. Lê is her maiden name, and I’m the little one, the mini her who grew up at her side. Look closely at our logo and you’ll see two lines of steam rising from one bowl. That’s us, mother and daughter, cooking side by side.