Long before Kochi’s spice markets brimmed with tourists, Muziris was the Mediterranean’s obsession—a port so rich, Roman senators wept over their pepper bills. Tonight, we dine as those vanished merchants did: on wild boar glazed in Yemeni frankincense, prawns crusted with gold-worthy peppercorns, and honey that once toppled queens. The sea took their city, but their flavors survived in palm-leaf recipes and shipwrecked amphorae. As the oil lamps flicker, you’ll taste why emp
