Top Notes 
Indonesian black pepper
Indonesian patchouli
Chinese ginger
Dutch cumin
Calabrian bergamot
Plixganfor
Heart Notes 
Chocolate
Indian black pepper
Texas cedar
Australian sandalwood
Turmeric
Raspberry
Base Notes 
Amber
Haitian vetiver
Siam benzoin
White musk
Bourbon vanilla
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"Pot au Feu" of a special kind
The forest clearing lies in the last light of day, the shadows grow longer and the people gathered there begin to settle into the evening's end.
The children still play among the trees and on the meadow, but many signs already indicate that they too will follow nature and come to rest; their movements slow down, their voices become quieter.
Suddenly, their little noses sniff the air: a promising scent is already present in the twilight.
Is it time for dinner, for gathering in the large circle of family and friends?
Above a vigorously flickering fire hangs a large cauldron; from it rises a blend of scents that becomes increasingly dense, to the point where one can hardly determine who added what to this simmering mélange.
Everyone contributed to this "Pot au Feu" whatever they found, whatever they brought back from many travels: a truly international-sounding fragrance mixture spreads out.
Alongside once highly valued spices like cumin, ginger, and black pepper, bergamot joins in: simply cut into pieces, they simmer and scent the air.
It is a give-and-take of the most diverse fragrance notes.
What long journeys most of them had behind them when merchants brought them back from their perilous travels over land and sea: these spices were traded at special exchanges; the rulers of the empires of that time were the first to want to possess these aromatic specialties.
Not so much to refine their dishes (they didn't take it that seriously back then); no, the neighbor should know that one can afford it! Look here ...
Here they now simmer together with the bergamot in this cauldron and already spread a scent that stimulates the senses.
Heavy golden-brown patches of patchouli additionally saturate the air.
Many of the women have generously rubbed their bodies with this oil after the evening bath in the nearby river. Oh, how it smells - what it promises ...
What is that? Chocolate?
Did that little guy, instead of eating it, just throw the large piece of chocolate he was given into the cauldron?
He complained that the chocolate was too bitter for him: why didn't he give it to one of the other children?
Well, whatever the case may be: the bitter-sweet chocolate aroma mixes challengingly with the unexpected spicy smoke of Texas cedar.
Who came up with the idea of using this valuable wood to stoke the cauldron?
It must have been one of the young lads again: they never learn, they don't think!
What a shame for the noble wood, but the smoky spice becomes another highlight of this fragrance creation.
Once again a hefty portion of black pepper, along with freshly picked raspberries and a few strands of saffron - oh, what fiery vapors rise from this brew!
It won't be long before this meal can be enjoyed as the crowning glory of a long summer day, while thanking the gods for their gifts.
Women, girls, and the "menfolk" have meanwhile dressed up for this dinner.
That is the custom, and their garments indicate: this hour is always something very special!
Exotic fragrance oils, stored in intricately carved small, often valuable wooden boxes, now develop sensuous stimuli on warm skin: sandalwood oil and patchouli had already been wafting over the clearing, where the shadows now follow their own rules.
Powerful waves of the erotic, heavy, and warming vanilla, resinous spice from benzoin and amber, and of course musk now take over the direction: it is served!
"Chaleur Gitane" has found itself, here at the finale uniting all the more or less small and fine aromatic facets into a captivatingly fragrant whole: the senses are awake, the skin tingles, warmth spreads ...
Gently floating, soft guitar tones blend into this sensual picture; one of the young men has settled a little away from the fire and the now very tempting meal into the moss and lets his fingers glide softly over the strings.
Some of the girls and women, who are still finishing the last touches before the communal end of the day, begin to hum softly, to sing ...
This forest clearing gradually unfolds a special magic - but it is still in the making.
The rhythm becomes faster, hotter! One of the older men remembers: didn't the guitarist live for some time in the circle of Schuckenack Reinhardt?
That explains the fire of tones that now merges with the full-bodied aromatic mixture!
Primitive guitar sounds, singing people, loud rhythmic clapping, and dancing women who surrender to the moment with all their senses - the forest floor vibrates - "Chaleur Gitane" lives!
Spice and color, fire and rhythm, a sensuous intoxication and a whole lot of magic!
At least that's what the moon thinks, which has meanwhile risen over the forest and is observing everything - obviously smiling!
He is not bothered by the rosary-like arrangement of fragrance notes; he enjoys them as a whole: he is wise - this moon!
Or is it a goddess who resides up there?
The children still play among the trees and on the meadow, but many signs already indicate that they too will follow nature and come to rest; their movements slow down, their voices become quieter.
Suddenly, their little noses sniff the air: a promising scent is already present in the twilight.
Is it time for dinner, for gathering in the large circle of family and friends?
Above a vigorously flickering fire hangs a large cauldron; from it rises a blend of scents that becomes increasingly dense, to the point where one can hardly determine who added what to this simmering mélange.
Everyone contributed to this "Pot au Feu" whatever they found, whatever they brought back from many travels: a truly international-sounding fragrance mixture spreads out.
Alongside once highly valued spices like cumin, ginger, and black pepper, bergamot joins in: simply cut into pieces, they simmer and scent the air.
It is a give-and-take of the most diverse fragrance notes.
What long journeys most of them had behind them when merchants brought them back from their perilous travels over land and sea: these spices were traded at special exchanges; the rulers of the empires of that time were the first to want to possess these aromatic specialties.
Not so much to refine their dishes (they didn't take it that seriously back then); no, the neighbor should know that one can afford it! Look here ...
Here they now simmer together with the bergamot in this cauldron and already spread a scent that stimulates the senses.
Heavy golden-brown patches of patchouli additionally saturate the air.
Many of the women have generously rubbed their bodies with this oil after the evening bath in the nearby river. Oh, how it smells - what it promises ...
What is that? Chocolate?
Did that little guy, instead of eating it, just throw the large piece of chocolate he was given into the cauldron?
He complained that the chocolate was too bitter for him: why didn't he give it to one of the other children?
Well, whatever the case may be: the bitter-sweet chocolate aroma mixes challengingly with the unexpected spicy smoke of Texas cedar.
Who came up with the idea of using this valuable wood to stoke the cauldron?
It must have been one of the young lads again: they never learn, they don't think!
What a shame for the noble wood, but the smoky spice becomes another highlight of this fragrance creation.
Once again a hefty portion of black pepper, along with freshly picked raspberries and a few strands of saffron - oh, what fiery vapors rise from this brew!
It won't be long before this meal can be enjoyed as the crowning glory of a long summer day, while thanking the gods for their gifts.
Women, girls, and the "menfolk" have meanwhile dressed up for this dinner.
That is the custom, and their garments indicate: this hour is always something very special!
Exotic fragrance oils, stored in intricately carved small, often valuable wooden boxes, now develop sensuous stimuli on warm skin: sandalwood oil and patchouli had already been wafting over the clearing, where the shadows now follow their own rules.
Powerful waves of the erotic, heavy, and warming vanilla, resinous spice from benzoin and amber, and of course musk now take over the direction: it is served!
"Chaleur Gitane" has found itself, here at the finale uniting all the more or less small and fine aromatic facets into a captivatingly fragrant whole: the senses are awake, the skin tingles, warmth spreads ...
Gently floating, soft guitar tones blend into this sensual picture; one of the young men has settled a little away from the fire and the now very tempting meal into the moss and lets his fingers glide softly over the strings.
Some of the girls and women, who are still finishing the last touches before the communal end of the day, begin to hum softly, to sing ...
This forest clearing gradually unfolds a special magic - but it is still in the making.
The rhythm becomes faster, hotter! One of the older men remembers: didn't the guitarist live for some time in the circle of Schuckenack Reinhardt?
That explains the fire of tones that now merges with the full-bodied aromatic mixture!
Primitive guitar sounds, singing people, loud rhythmic clapping, and dancing women who surrender to the moment with all their senses - the forest floor vibrates - "Chaleur Gitane" lives!
Spice and color, fire and rhythm, a sensuous intoxication and a whole lot of magic!
At least that's what the moon thinks, which has meanwhile risen over the forest and is observing everything - obviously smiling!
He is not bothered by the rosary-like arrangement of fragrance notes; he enjoys them as a whole: he is wise - this moon!
Or is it a goddess who resides up there?
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