This isn't Hell's Kitchen. On the contrary, we're all happy to belong to this group of friends and comrades at Naef following the leadership of our chef.
There’s a special kind of magic in a kitchen where friends become accomplices, ingredients turn into stories, and dishes transform into celebrations. Being immersed in the culinary arts is a privilege—it’s not just about feeding others but creating with your hands, heart, and memories. In this space—warm, noisy, and full of laughter—Mexican influences blend with bold touches: fresh fish from the market, heirloom corn, aromatic herbs perfuming the air… and, now and then, an exotic cut of meat that sparks curiosity and conversation.
Here, there’s no room for stress. We know that cooking with joy translates into vibrant flavors and textures that comfort. Every movement—chopping, seasoning, flambéing—flows to the rhythm of a shared song. One person peels onions while another tastes the stew, someone garnishes with edible flowers, and another raises a glass of wine to toast the process. The kitchen is a temple where happiness is the key ingredient, and that love is invisibly woven into the final dish.
The guests, seated in an intimate corner, receive more than just a meal—they absorb the energy of those who prepared it. Everything tastes like camaraderie and celebration. Because true fortune lies not just in mastering techniques but in sharing them—among friends, among stovetops—where the moment and the seasoning are sacred, and joy is the essence.
