Food, we believe, is supposed to bring people together. Both of our childhoods are filled with memories of a table, full of food, surrounded by family and friends sharing laughter, tears, joy, sadness and everything in between. And, of course, a meal. Indeed, it was a love of food and feeding that helped to bring us together, our relationship was born kneading bread and blossomed over the kitchen stove.
Omni started as a game, “create a menu”, a simple idea that was supposed to take up half an hour or so of a long-haul flight with no working entertainment. The next 3 hours passed quickly in thought, debate and animated conversation about the restaurants that we’d both had in our heads for a life-time without ever knowing.
Food is also a journey, a vapid expression, but nevertheless true. Neither of us were vegan when we began what we decided to call Pesky’s. The same name that Jess used on that flight, months before, for her restaurant. We started serving, as the name would suggest, pescatarian food. It was, however, not long before we realised that due to budget restrictions we couldn’t find sustainable fish. We decided that if we couldn’t do it right then we wouldn’t do it. Under the same name we continued to serve vegetarian food. George had always eaten everything up to that point, having an attitude of “if I haven’t had it, I should” from nose to tail, seed to sprout, he