The Founder
Two countries. One table.
Lasa Provisions began with a private chef.
Sixty years old, generations of Filipino heritage, a childhood spent moving between the Philippines and the United States — and a career cooking for private tables in Seattle and eating his way through the world's great food cities.
Everywhere he went, he found the same absence. Japanese salts on the menu. Sicilian pistachios. Peruvian cacao. And the ingredients of the archipelago — salts fired in clay for four hundred years, rice from UNESCO terraces, cacao older than the republic — nowhere.
Not because they weren't good enough. Because no one had brought them.
Lasa exists to close that distance: direct from the families who make them, to the kitchens that will treat them right.
Not because they weren't good enough. Because no one had brought them.