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| Titsh: more than a feisty spice of life |
The recently landscaped front yard lives up to its drawing plans: water gently drizzles down the granite fence into a quaint pond abloom with water lilies. A fiery red dragon fly comes to sit on the water reeds to contemplate the black larva rock frog’s enjoyment of the serenity, as it sits perched on the door steps of a mystic pagoda, under the shade of a fragrant frangipani tree.
Hubby and I have spent a good number of evenings lounging soaking in the atmosphere, further calmed by vanilla and ylang-ylang scented candles. Ahhh…. such is paradise.
Or so we thought… till Titsh appeared on the scene! The wry kitty stray has made our front yard his home, rubbing his scent on everything and anything we place there: even affectionately rubbing against our legs and running its ticklish tongue along our toes.
Now we lounge stroking his silky soft fur and tickling him behind his gingery ears. And we wouldn’t have it in any other way: Titsh has spiced our evening serenity with a hearty dose of old-fashioned spontaneous fun.
There are ingredients like Titsh everywhere. Adding it to a tasty recipe you had thought was already into its own, adds added depth. So once you’ve done it, you’ll never leave it out again.
Take the trusty cole slaw, the ever ready companion to a barbeque; providing a refreshing foil to the smoky sensation of well-charred steak. “Yum,” you say? Well, wait till you throw crispy fresh mint leaves from your herb garden into the slaw – it takes on a taste and texture like Spearmint gum: an even more perfect foil to what you dish out of your coal-hot barbeque.
Or what about those ocean fresh mussels swimming in a generous sea of tangy and slightly sweet tomato passata? Yes, it packs a mean taste punch. But the reverberating echo only comes when you throw in the coriander, herb smoking up the “red sea”. You don’t need a glass of white wine with this. But do, if you want to spoil your sweetheart rotten.

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