I once won a lifetime’s supply of Marmite.
One jar.
I thank you. And I also thank The Amateur Gourmet, one of my favourite food sites, for a huge guffaw at his video in which he and his partner taste Marmite for the first time. Words cannot describe the faces pulled.
http://www.amateurgourmet.com/2009/03/we_try_marmite.html
Marmite is one of those strange things that polarises opinion. For me, I like it – but not too often. I’m sure my body recognises it as a valuable source of certain nutrients as I crave it every so often, and then have absolutely no impetus to eat it for ages afterwards. Just like grass or yellow snow.
But Bovril, on the other hand…. Thick toast, spread well with melting butter and then not too much meaty Bovril mixed in. Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Reduced cow all in my mouth.
