Ok, so Australian’s love Vegemite!
The black tar like substance that is made from leftover brewers yeast. It is extremely salty and stinks. I freakin love it!
In Australia, we are introduced to it as babies when solid food is being introduced into your diet and on a piece of buttery toast with a thin spread of vegemite, crusts cut off and cut into soldiers … delicious.
The Canadian and every other person born outside Australia simply don’t get it. They try it, a look of utter disgust comes over them and then they can’t spit it out fast enough.
When the 8-year-old was a baby, sometimes The Canadian would have to make him his vegemite toast. I went into great detail explaining to the Canadian the way to make perfect juicy butter vegemite toast with the correct ratio of vegemite to butter.
I would walk into the room and be horrified by the amount of vegemite he was putting on that bread in a big thick slab. He just didn’t get it!
As the years went on I would find the 8-year-old eating Vegemite combinations made lovingly by dad.
Vegemite and Peanut Butter Sandwiches
Vegemite, Peanut Butter and Honey Sandwiches
Ham and Vegemite Sandwiches
Vegemite and Jam Sandwiches
All of which is just not the done thing! At times, I thought the Australian government should intervene and strip The Canadian of his Australian Citizenship.
Today he reached a new low.
I walked into the kitchen to find the 8-year-old dining on The Canadian’s latest Vegemite creation.
Let me introduce VEGEMITE SCRAMBLED EGGS
The Canadian just announced “he hardly ate any of those eggs”
No Shit Sherlock!
Someone needs to learn to “respect” the Vegemite. The stuff is liquid gold around here at $10.00 for a small jar. Only last week the 8-year-old was horrified to find half the jar smeared on the outside of the rim and on the label (The Canadian was the culprit) and promptly got a lecture from the 8-year-old about vegemite wastage.
It looks like an emergency family meeting will be called for today. The topic?