“And I remember the grapes going into everything. There were raisins in my grandmother’s cookies, and we would drizzle grape molasses on our rice pudding…” Things changed overnight when the revolution broke out in Iran. Bundy’s family resettled in New York, and she was enrolled in a Swiss boarding school at the tender age of five. “Switzerland felt like a vacuum compared to Iran. It was all consommé and processed meat, and people were stern and strict…” She turned to food for solace. “Being at such a young age and away from my parents, food was my friend, like a self-soothing mechanism. On the weekends, I would explore the pastry shops. I began to see what food did to people, making them happy, bringing them together.
