Most of my food memories are of my Nan cooking Sunday dinners - roasts of meat with lots of vegetables. I suppose I cook what's comforting and dishes that make me feel good.

I don't think of being a woman in an industry of men. I didn't walk into the kitchen and go, 'Ooh, I'm a girl!' I didn't get into my chosen profession. I wanted to be good at something.

I still worry that I could be better. That's where standards come from, from not wanting to settle. The fear of not being good enough propels you.

People with chile peppers on their chef pants shouldn't be allowed in the kitchen.