My mission this
week was to learn to eat the English spread Marmite. This
yeast extract that looks like tar is a by-product of beer brewing and has got a reputation for being one
of those things you either love or hate.
The person I’m staying with is
definitely a big lover of Marmite as it was the only food he liked when growing
up. After five days of force-feeding myself I’m not hating it anymore ... I
wouldn’t say that I like it, but I can tolerate it without feeling sick or
sneakily having to put my toast in the bin.
What is worse
though is that my host is a big horror film fan, and as I have to do whatever my
host is doing I had to endure Nightmare on Elm Street. I started off in
the armchair, but twenty minutes into the film I was on the sofa holding on to
my host’s arm for sheer life ... Twice in the night I woke up having very dark
dreams. I was grateful it was one of the shortest nights of the year.
LOL! I don't know which look of horror on your face I'll never forget after this week, Lou - the look of horror when Fred Krueger first appeared onscreen... or the look of horror when you put that Marmite toast into your mouth! The latter, methinks :-) x x x
ReplyDeleteAre you brave or bonkers? Marmite?! it'll be English marmalade next...
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