"Heh, ye may be right there, Jozzie," he said with a smile as he raised his bowl to his nose and inhaled deeply. The fish and the spices filled his nostrils and he immediately put his lips to the edge, tipped his head back, and drank deeply of the broth. The smell became taste and he took another swallow. "Not bad, that. But if ye e'er want fer some real spice, 'ave Taru whip ye up summut. 'At's a man ne'er met a food what didn't need to burn more."
