People always ask me what I want to do with my “gift” I’ll tell you what I tell them. I don’t know, wherever I end up, that’s where I belong. My dream is to one day fill my smokers to the max, head down to skid row and tell people on this day at this time bring everyone you know. There will be food and drinks for everyone. I plan to have myself and my team dressed in plain white shirts in plain white trucks and give, give, give.

“The beautiful thing about food is money doesn’t change what you taste”

•Nini