I grew up in a home where stories arrived at the table through spice, steam, and memory.

My grandfather's life as a diplomat carried our family across borders, and those journeys found their way into our kitchen through my mother's hands. Bengali dishes met Mughal (Persian) influences, transforming everyday meals into stories of faraway places, cultural exchange, and belonging. Long before I understood the language of migration, I experienced it through food.

Years later, returning to California, I found myself returning to those memories through cooking. My curiosity led me to farmers markets, neighborhood kitchens, and culinary traditions from around the world. Mexican flavors reminded me of coming into this world through San Francisco's Mission District. Travels to Dhaka, Mexico City, Nairobi, and Jakarta taught me to seek culture through kitchens and to understand food as one of humanity's oldest forms of storytelling.

Today, those influences come together through ANDAAZ.

This supper club is an exploration of memory, migration, and flavor—a place where heritage recipes meet new possibilities, where cultures collide and converse, and where every dish carries a story. Inspired by my Bangladeshi roots and shaped by the many places and people who have influenced my life, each menu is an invitation to slow down, gather together, and experience food as a living archive of who we are and where we come from.

For me, cooking has never been just about nourishment. It is a way to remember. A way to stay rooted. A way to honor the people who came before me while imagining what comes next.

Because sometimes the shortest distance between past and future is a shared meal.