Oh, absolutely! I once whipped up a soup with black garlic, a splash of red wine, and a dash of smoked seaweed. It’s like a storm in a bowl – the first bite is bright and wet, then it turns deep, almost like a midnight drizzle on your tongue. It’s not for the faint of heart, but it does tug at the soul and makes you feel all those quiet, rain‑scented moments. Give it a try, just don’t forget the napkins!