I wish I could say that as little girls my sister Renae and I were standing on stools mixing big bowls of cookie dough, or making breakfast in bed for our mum, but quite the opposite is true. Renae, older than me by two years, has always been a natural in the kitchen. She mastered white sauce at a very young age to pour over tuna mornay, her signature dish at the time, while I watched with frustration, attempting complex recipes like brioche before I could even fry an egg.
But as we grew up, working in hospitality while we studied, somewhere along the way I found confidence in the kitchen and we started cooking together. We now read cookbooks at the beach, spend whole Sundays lying on the couch watching cooking shows, have hosted more dinner parties than I can remember, and have travelled the world together, always with a focus of where and what to eat. Our home kitchen is our happy place. It's where we relax, catch up, listen to music, and hang out.
So when we both moved home to Auckland last year, Renae from Sydney, and me from Berlin, we did so with the intention of taking something we loved and making it our business. Renae left her job as a primary school teacher and I mine as a journalist, and we took a bit of a risk, hoping that the old adage "Do something you love and you'll never work another day in your life" was true.
From the early days, before it even had a name, Honeytrap has been a real family show.
