Hi I'm Helen!
I've been asked "What's my story? How did I come to have a passion for food, business, and people?"
My mom's side of the family is full of generations of businessmen and women. Growing up in their business world, there were expectations of a youngster to join the family and do our part to help the business.
At the age of 2 1/2, my mom was my first and toughest boss. My job was to pick up trash from my mother's parking lot, which back then would be littered with cigarette butts. The job agreement included phases of payment based on how well I picked up the trash. If I picked up everything, I would be paid 50 cents. If I missed more than three pieces of trash, I could redo the job, but only receive 25 cents. If on the third try, I missed more than one piece of trash, I wouldn't receive payment and could try again next week.
My very first time, my boss (mom) gave me 50 cents since it was my first time, however for the next three weeks I worked for free, hence missing trash. After the third week, I was better at picking up the trash and earned 25 cents. Once I had my first dollar, I felt rich!
However, My boss (mom) got tougher in which I was becoming free labor. Frustrated and not yet understanding all the business rules that a small business owner must do to accommodate their customers, it was time for my boss (mom) and I to talk about the impossible task at hand. I explained that she was supposed to be fair, while my mom taught me the very valuable lessons of the balance (give and take) of being a small business owner. At the end of our talk, she agreed that as long as I picked up the larger pieces and most of the smaller pieces of trash, I would pass inspection and earn my 50 cents. Sometimes I earned only the 25 cents as she was tough!
After years of learning the business, etiquette, and rules, I ventured out on my own and opened Aunty Helen's Kitchen!
Aunty Helen's Kitchen is the Haute Couture of food. I'm able to create a perfect menu by getting to know who will be at the table. Knowing that Asian clients depending on where and what regions depict a more salty or perhaps the love of spice in their food. Europeans loves a perfectly made pastry for breakfast or dessert to end the evening meal. Polynesian Islanders love all kinds of wonderful combinations. My time spent in Hawaii taught me the most as they might be the origin of true foodies as this is where I learned to respect and appreciate so many types of delicious foods regardless if it can be massed produced because it is about the love in which went into the meal!
Love goes into every meal, because in the end, it's about sharing in a moment and growing together!
Please fill out the Contact Us form or use one of the methods below.
Call or text: 702-901-2602
Email: auntyhelenskitchen@gmail.com
I've been asked "What's my story? How did I come to have a passion for food, business, and people?"
My mom's side of the family is full of generations of businessmen and women. Growing up in their business world, there were expectations of a youngster to join the family and do our part to help the business.
At the age of 2 1/2, my mom was my first and toughest boss. My job was to pick up trash from my mother's parking lot, which back then would be littered with cigarette butts. The job agreement included phases of payment based on how well I picked up the trash. If I picked up everything, I would be paid 50 cents. If I missed more than three pieces of trash, I could redo the job, but only receive 25 cents. If on the third try, I missed more than one piece of trash, I wouldn't receive payment and could try again next week.
My very first time, my boss (mom) gave me 50 cents since it was my first time, however for the next three weeks I worked for free, hence missing trash. After the third week, I was better at picking up the trash and earned 25 cents. Once I had my first dollar, I felt rich!
However, My boss (mom) got tougher in which I was becoming free labor. Frustrated and not yet understanding all the business rules that a small business owner must do to accommodate their customers, it was time for my boss (mom) and I to talk about the impossible task at hand. I explained that she was supposed to be fair, while my mom taught me the very valuable lessons of the balance (give and take) of being a small business owner. At the end of our talk, she agreed that as long as I picked up the larger pieces and most of the smaller pieces of trash, I would pass inspection and earn my 50 cents. Sometimes I earned only the 25 cents as she was tough!
After years of learning the business, etiquette, and rules, I ventured out on my own and opened Aunty Helen's Kitchen!
Aunty Helen's Kitchen is the Haute Couture of food. I'm able to create a perfect menu by getting to know who will be at the table. Knowing that Asian clients depending on where and what regions depict a more salty or perhaps the love of spice in their food. Europeans loves a perfectly made pastry for breakfast or dessert to end the evening meal. Polynesian Islanders love all kinds of wonderful combinations. My time spent in Hawaii taught me the most as they might be the origin of true foodies as this is where I learned to respect and appreciate so many types of delicious foods regardless if it can be massed produced because it is about the love in which went into the meal!
Love goes into every meal, because in the end, it's about sharing in a moment and growing together!
Please fill out the Contact Us form or use one of the methods below.
Call or text: 702-901-2602
Email: auntyhelenskitchen@gmail.com