It started with my dad and a borrowed tandoor.
My dad, Jaspreet, arrived in Wimborne in late 1997. He'd been cooking in restaurants in Amritsar and Birmingham for nearly twenty years. Six months after we landed, he opened Minster Spice on a quiet corner of East Borough with a £4,000 loan and the back-room tandoor he'd carried down from a friend's place in Southampton.
Mum did the books. My sister Priya — twelve at the time — folded napkins after school. I stood on a milk crate to reach the pass.
Twenty-seven years later, dad has retired (mostly — he still comes in on a Friday). I run the kitchen. Priya runs the front. The original tandoor is still there in the corner, on its third lining and still going strong.