Initially aromatic and bright, Spice Bazaar is a tantalizing, high-speed chase. A tri-coloured thoroughbred named Lean Mean Green (juniper, yuzu and rosemary) gallops out of the gate. But then, ginger, otherwise known as ‘that ever-bewitching Rhizome Racer’, famed for her unique, light-weight cedarwood horseshoes, rushes Lean Mean Green and overtakes the thoroughbred in a cool heat, paving the way for a pack of even spicier contenders. Sure Thing Cinnamon cruises past The Rhizome Racer, neck-in-neck with Calamitous Cumin, while The Peppered Punk’s palomino passes that familiar chestnut, The Insatiable Saffron. The cloud of dust that rises in their wake is a soft powder that settles on fans, a cloud of concentrated, dehydrated vanilla. The drama of the track (or, less metaphorically, of the spice rack) is irresistible; this extrait is powerfully revitalizing. Make a bet on any of these contenders, and you’re guaranteed a win. With Spice Bazaar, you can’t lose.