How it all Started
The name, TASIA Botanica, has two derivations: Τασία (Tasia) was my Yiayia’s nickname, and since I am her namesake, it only felt apt to pay tribute to her. A Botanica is small shop that sells herbal and other traditional remedies, originating from the Greek, βοτανικός (Botanikos) which means, “of plants/herbs”.
Two events in my childhood inadvertently paved the way for what was to become my homage to all things botanical. The first was a trip to my Oupa and Ouma’s farm, nestled in a one-road town called Pearston, in the Eastern Karoo. Oupa had taken me for a walkabout to explore the farm and pointed to a feathery leafed plant with umbels of yellow flowers. He broke off two pieces, popped one in his mouth and handed the other to me – I quickly followed suit and began chewing. I was amazed, the flavour of liquorice filled my mouth. How was it possible that this plant, fennel, could taste just like the sweet that so oft stained my lips and gums? The epiphanies did not end there, our next stop was a bush that grew behind the farmhouse. Laden with the strangest looking fruit; crimson red, leathery orbs with little crowns protruding from the bottom.
Oupa told me that each of them was like a treasure chest, containing hundreds of little jewels. He cut one open and out of it spilled tiny, glistening rubies, the sheer wonderment of that moment is difficult to describe. The tart sweetness of the pomegranate coupled with the crunch of the seeds, is forever etched in my mind. It was as though I had been inducted into a special club, where only a select few of us where privy to the secret delights that plants held.
The second was a holiday to the village that is my Dad’s ancestral home, Kandyla in the province of Arkadia, Greece; to visit my Yiayia. Crop fields resembling linear paintings, a profusion of wild herbs growing along the footpaths; dandelion greens, thistles, and stinging nettles tumbling out of cracks and crevices. Our family home had a garden that was a cornucopia: an orange tree growing outside the kitchen window, plum trees in the orchard, beans trellising in every direction, rose bushes that looked like skyscraper
With love,