Interview: food writer Karen Anand on finding her passion in Paris and making local produce sexy in Pune

M My parents lived in Bombay (Mumbai), but were of Goan ancestry. They moved to London when I was six years old (in 1966). I think they wanted a better life for their children and felt they would get that abroad; a trend many Indians follow even today. I attended a small, all-white, girls private Catholic school. I was happy there and never felt as if I didn't fit in.

Unlike many Indian mothers, mine did not like to cook. In Bombay, she had had help, and she thought cooking was drudgery, but because she missed Indian food, she taught herself to cook it. She did not teach me, though, probably because she was learning on the job herself. My passion for food was born when I spent a year in Paris, after university, living with a family and studying French. The family asked me to introduce them to Indian food, so I consulted Madhur Jaffrey's cookbooks and did my best. The exchange went both ways because I learned about French food from them. I came to understand the importance of produce - that whatever cooking skills you have, if you don't use good quality, fresh ingredients, the food won't be delicious.

When I was 23, I went to India on holiday, met a Mr Anand and married him. We spent the first four years in Bombay and then moved our principal residence to Pune after my sons were born. I have lived there ever since. My first professional food-related job was as a writer for the newspaper. I wrote a column that covered both Indian and Western cuisine. In those days, most people did not have the chance to travel so they were keen to read about food from other countries. Since then, the food scene in India has become much more international and diverse.

I went on to open a couple of salad bars and later I established a chain of delicatessens in Bombay. I decided not to import products. My mission was to create Western food using fresh, top quality, locally sourced ingredients. I sold local cheeses and home-made pasta, and made European-style jams and marmalades, because the preserves available in India were horrible - full of artificial flavours and colours. I used Indian fruit and spices to produce combinations such as mango with saffron, and lemon with vanilla. The shops were a great success but eventually the commute from Pune to Bombay proved too hard, so I closed the business.