WELCOME TO KELOWNA, AMELIA ROTH
Sexual & Romantic orientation: Uncertain, but likely bisexual
Occupation: Owner of Little Tea Pot B&B
Hometown: New York City, has been living in Kelowna for 5 years
Triggers in bio or character: Deathmention in bio
Born into a family with deep roots in the medical field, it was assumed and expected that Amelia would follow down the path that was built for her. In her younger years it most definitely seemed that way, she was who her parents envisioned their child to be; smart, quick-learning and obedient. But just like her striking red hair that could not be tamed, Amelia couldn’t be caged. As the years went on, she grew tiresome of routine and began craving variety, she didn’t want everyday to be filled with the same schedule she grew up on. It bored her. She wanted to do something different, to be different. Her parents may heavily influence her choices but they couldn’t stop her from dreaming, and she dreamed big.
It was during the summer after her first year in college, Amelia finally knew what she wanted to be, who she wanted to become. The minute she stepped into her grandparents house, the aroma took her attention before anything else. Watching her grandmother cook dish after dish, filling the entirety of their dining table, Amelia was entranced. She worked methodical and with a finesse she’d seen surgeons operate, her recipes consisted of the same ingredients and yet no dish tasted the same. Ingredients are chemicals and the kitchen is a lab, if we break it down to it’s essence cooking is science, her grandmother told her and those words resonated with her soul. She went to sleep peacefully that night, a belly full of good food and head full of goals and dreams of the future.
It took a lot to convince her parents to let her go to culinary school, giving up on pre-med and changing courses mid-way was unheard of but Amelia was relentless in her goals, she would do it with or without her parents permission. Knowing they raised a head-strong girl that would never give up, her parents finally admitted defeat and sent her on her way to culinary school. Amelia absorbed every bit of information like a sponge, this was her dream after all, she’ll be dammed if she graduated in any place but the top. Soon after she moved to New York to make a name for herself, it was the city were dream are made and she had big ones.
The news of death knocked on her door soon after her big move, hearing about her grandmothers death hit her like a truck and halted all her efforts into making a name and making it big. This was the woman that helped her discover her passion, who was always proud and listened to updates about her granddaughter’s life without judgement. A few days after the funeral, the will of her grandmother surfaced and Amelia was both thrilled and apprehensive to discover she had inherited The Little Tea Pot. As far as inheritances go, she supposed a bed and breakfast wasn’t a terrible gesture, but this would put a stopper in her New York plans, but it was her chance to honour her grandmother and she took on the job without any further hesitation.
Moving to Kelowna, she was awestruck at the wide open spaces, unlike New York where every possible space was occupied with some sort of something, Kelowna was starkly different. She was thankful for this city for helping her grieve at her own pace and in peace. Amelia soon fell into a routine at the bed and breakfast, as the owner and chef, she had her days full and for the first two years she took comfort in the predictability of her life, but eventually, Amelia being Amelia, her mind wandered to other possibilities the town offered. Every morning she watched the big ship sail across the lake in serene silence and every evening she watched it dock, as she made her way home, plagued by all the what ifs that began to form in her mind.
AMELIA reminds me of AMY ADAMS and is written by PACE
