Thanks to BcaGlobal team and chef Alex Askew for having nominated me as the featured chef for this year's BCAGlobal Conference. It was an emotional day as it also happened to be the day Kenya gained it's independence from the British back in 1963. Equally important, it was my second daughter's 12th birthday. It was amazing to me to be speaking to long list of top African American chefs with all types of accomplishments. I am humbled by the work that many African Americans chefs have done in the past to make this possible for us to do what we do today. The work that many visionaries and forward thinking activists continue to can never be overstated. It was encouraging to see Akua Amefia, a Togolese woman food scientist amongst the presenting today. It's not fun always being one of a handful or even the only African in many such forums. I can go on and on but I will be brief today because a picture is worth a thousand words. Before speaking, a family member surprised me with a photo I had never seen It was a photo my oldest sister and myself at the age of 4. The photo was taken at my ancestral home. That is where the foundations of my interest in food can be traced. When my oldest sister was 4, they were living in a colonial concentration camp that had been created to deny the freedom fighters waging a war against the British from the nearby forest from access to food. Keeping all the villagers in a camp that was locked up at night meant limit control on their movements. During that same time, my father was in the British Gulag where hadcore men and women were detained for their involvement in the frredom struggle. I grew up serenaded by stories of revolutionary valor amongst our people. I hanged around some of these men. Unfortunately, their chilvary and code of honor restricted them from devulging the inner working of their organization. I still benefited tremendously from hanging around them and watching them navigate a new country whose nature they knew little about. Stories of battles fought and challanges were freely shared. They songs were invaluable part of those stories. Whenever I get any spotlight, I always start or end by acknowledging the many who have always taken a strong stand in the past. It's on their shoulders that I stand and on their principled stand that provide me with the courage to continue, even when doubt and doubting allies cast their dark shadow on this narrow path.