Marmite Update

It was just over a year ago that I wrote about sampling this legendary substance: see this post and this one. I ended my reflection saying "I haven't been back to the Marmite jar. I do plan to finish it, but I probably won't replace it."

And I more or less forget about it until a few months ago, when I noticed the jar in the cabinet and tried it again. And then just a few days ago, I said words I never expected to say: "We need some more Marmite. We're almost out." 

Yes, I have grown fond of it, although whenever I say that I hear the last words of 1984 in my mind: "He loved Big Brother." Well, brainwashed or not, my favorite breakfast these days is half of an English muffin with butter and Marmite, and a small glass of milk for protein. Very tasty, and it gets me through till lunchtime. (I mean favorite quick workday breakfast, of course: there's still nothing like eggs and bacon etc.)

 


14 responses to “Marmite Update”

  1. Couldn’t agree more.

  2. My husband is eating ours because he thinks someone should. I think he may be developing a taste for it, although I don’t expect him to ask for more.
    AMDG

  3. Intrepid Grumpy

    I’m very glad you came round. I think Marmite on buttered toast is delicious!

  4. Intrepid Grumpy

    I get some at Heathrow on the way out.

  5. If you can’t get Marmite, anchovy paste is a good substitute. Not good on bread so much but great on crackers. It comes in a tube, like toothpaste, and is quite inexpensive.

  6. I like anchovies a lot, but they would be a little much at breakfast.
    Better keep an eye on Bill, Janet. Sounds like he is at risk.

  7. If he goes over to the dark side, Maclin, I’ll know it’s your fault because your earlier post was what tempted me to buy it. He would definitely eat anchovies for breakfast. He had an anchovy pizza while I was doing my Tuesday night ministry stuff and I had to call the HAZMAT team to cleanse the kitchen.
    AMDG

  8. What Intrepid Grumpy said just sank in on me: you can buy Marmite at the airport in England. It must really be considered a necessity. Or else a luxury, which I don’t think it is.

  9. Marianne

    First Marmite, now anchovy paste.
    What’s next? Crispy crickets ?

  10. Never never never. I read that post yesterday and found it…well, suffice to say that I don’t believe they taste like potato chips.

  11. Intrepid Grumpy

    No, definitely a necessity. Its in the WH Smith at Heathrow, not the little Harrods. WH Smith is the newsagent.

  12. I had fried ants a couple of times in Malawi, where they are something of a delicacy (and are much meatier than the ants we get round here – about 5 times the size). They tasted not unlike peanuts – but perhaps they were fried in peanut oil!

  13. godescalc

    I don’t think the WH Smiths in your average high street would sell marmite, but then, I think airport Smiths normally sell slightly more food than normal (if you want food you just go to a supermarket, so Smiths concentrates on magazines, books, music etc.; in an airport there aren’t normally any supermarkets.)
    Although necessity and luxury aren’t the only categories – maybe it’s there as a sub-luxury souvenir, something you might want to take back home as a curiosity to astound/horrify your friends with.

  14. Yes, I thought about that later–maybe like airports in the South(ern U.S.) selling barbecue sauce and grits and stuff.

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