One of mine was when I first tasted Cumin (ground Cumin in particular). I was simply amazed. I wanted to know what it was, how it was used, where it came from, where did one buy it, etc, etc. I knew at once that my whole concept of flavours was just about to change. Europe's doors had suddenly been flung open, and I could see a whole new world beckoning.
At first I rubbed it into whole chickens and roasted them, so that the house became full of its delicate warm musty aroma. Then I married it with olive oil to flavour fried mixed summer vegetables; which our children loved. Eventually certain fish were given its blessing and I was whisked away to the shores of Essaouira and beyond.
If I was limited to just one spice in the house, it would have to be Cumin. To imagine my life without it now is, well.... unimaginable!