A short while ago, I learned that today, January 20th is National Cheese Lovers’ Day in the United States (not, heaven forbid to be confused with America’s National Cheese Day which, as I’m sure many of you already know, this year falls on Thursday June 4).
So, as a proud descendent of Prohibition era international gin smugglers, I though it might be appropriate to post this cheesy Prohibition era article:-
Your mention of Marmite led me off on a train of thought. Some time ago on here the old adage about liking it or hating it with nothing in between cropped up and I went to investigate because I seemed to remember being able to take it or leave it.
So I bought a small jar and had to throw most of it away, it was awful.
Fast forward to last week and I had a moment of madness and bought another one. I should mention at this point that I have discovered and love Royco packet sauces and I use them to make gravy. Quite like it but it does lack a certain je ne sais quoi, until that is, I mixed into the boiling liquid a small amount of Marmite and stirred it vigorously.
That is so true - even as a Marmite lover, I can’t take it caked on. My cheese sandwiches or toast have it thinly spread and then it is yum yum pigs bottom .