Marmite, I can't get enough of the stuff! In the UK they run a commercial about how you either love or hate Marmite and it seems that American's are firmly in the 'Hate' column. Maria can't stand the smell of it let alone the taste and she always knows I've had it. My colleague Richard (a fellow Yorkshireman) is also a big fan and sure enough, his American wife hates it too. He says she refuses to kiss him when he has eaten it and can smell it on his breath from yards away. Somehow it puts me in mind of having illicit cigarettes behind the bicycle sheds at school.
Today Richard and I decided to introduce Marmite to some of our colleagues who have not had the good fortune to try it. Richard toasted some bagels, loaded them with margarine and Marmite and laid them out for us. We thought we had a convert in one of our colleagues but sadly he turned at the last mouthful. The remains were left to Richard, myself and another fellow Brit.
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