I was born in the UK, not Jamaica. I would love to give you stories of how I would sit with the family in Kingston on a balmy evening while cake baked in the oven, but it’s not so. The first time I ate gingerbread was in Ladbroke Grove back in the ’90s. There was a tiny restaurant on All Saints Road – basically a Jamaican lady’s front room – serving the most awesome food and cakes. It’s not traditional for gingerbread, but I like to use stem ginger.