For all workshops, I follow the sentence: Good and quality food cannot come from a dirty and neglected kitchen.

All my childhood is connected with petrol and the strange smell of my father's workshop and a Manet scooter that he used for work purposes. It had a trailer adapted for wood, coal or shopping transport. My father had allowed me and my two brothers to participate in various repairs and workshop activities ever since our childhood. The motorcycles, and all of these memories, accompany my life as a hobby. For over 20 years I worked as a manager in another field, where I was responsible for the company operation and for the employees. This job exhausted me and, when I considered my future, working with old motorcycles was the closest and most logical solution.