In spite of having grown up in the kind of sweet-smelling house that most children only read about, Messman always thought she wanted to be a lawyer. But when she was 16, fate and destiny showed her their plans. “At 16, I went to France as an exchange student with the Rotary Club. To my luck, I was sent to the south of France, where food is the centre of life. The family that I stayed with had their own gardens, where every fruit and vegetable was grown. We’d go to the market only for things that we didn’t make at home, such as sausages and cheese. For wine, we’d go directly to the vineyards, never to the supermarket. The whole thing was very food-centric, the way my life already was. Till I went to France, I hadn’t decided to be a chef. Back then, it was quite unheard of as a profession. In France, I realised that I actually can be a chef, and it all came naturally to me. I even learnt French because of the cookery books. I could only speak English, but I wanted to communicate with the people to learn the names of the fruits and the vegetables and put that together with the books, which were pictorial. And that’s how I learnt French. Cooking has always been a great part of me and I don’t think it’ll ever leave me,” she says.