About me
I'm Ranza. Astoria, mostly.
I was born in Mexico and my family brought me here when I was seven. I grew up on the N train, went to school here, graduated here, and never seriously considered living anywhere else. Twenty-six now. Still Astoria.
Here's the thing about growing up in this neighborhood: the best food I've ever eaten came out of places with eleven followers. A woman making tacos better than anything in Manhattan, with a page that hadn't posted since 2021. A bakery two blocks from me where the guy remembers your order and has never once put it on Instagram.
That used to just annoy me. Now it's my whole job.
Because the problem was never the food, or the room, or the people. The problem is that running a business eats every hour you have, and "post something today" is the first thing that falls off the list — right after "sleep." Nobody's lazy. Everybody's tired.
So I built my entire way of working around the smallest possible ask: send me photos from your phone. I handle the rest.
I'm fast because I use AI as a tool — it's how one person keeps twenty feeds alive without any of them looking copy-pasted. But the taste is mine, the obsession is mine, and I'm the one who notices when a caption sounds like a robot wrote it. AI-powered content, human obsession. Both halves matter.
Outside of work: LA Fitness more days than not, Starbucks more days than I'd admit, and a very dramatic Akita named Koni who has opinions about my schedule. Bad Bunny and Sabrina Carpenter, in that order, depending on the day. I love spicy. Literally everything, spicier.
Around the city
Astoria, Hudson Yards, downtown, Brooklyn.
One honest thing
Yes — the AI in @ai.ranza is real. I'm an AI-born creator: my face, my voice and my work live digitally. My clients' results live in the real world.
My handle says it out loud on purpose. I'd rather you know exactly what I am and judge me on what I actually deliver — which is a business that finally looks as good online as it does in person.