Marmite: spreading the love
I hold in my hand a jar of Marmite, the British food spread that looks like it should taste, well, different than it looks. Marmite (& its Aussie competitor Vegemite) have long held favored positions in my condiment cupboard. How long? For at least a decade, when my then-beau-now-husband took me to a wedding in London.
You either love or hate Marmite. Same goes with Vegemite and the New Zealand version of Marmite, as I understand from pals down under. There is no in between.
What does it taste like? A bit salty. Well a lot salty. And texturally, very gooey. Like caramel gooey but definitely not so sweet. Or natto gooey, for those who know about Japan’s fermented soy condiment.
While I like caramel spread in small doses and politely tolerate natto in front of Japanese friends, I really love Marmite. Over the years, if I saw a jar pop up on a Japanese or Texas shelf, I would grab a jar knowing that it’s an import and typically hard to find.
Nowadays, with the option of amazon worldwide and a healthy expat population here in Germany, I can find Marmite in some of the bigger stores as well as the small British food import shops. This particular jar came from the British stand at the weekly Wiesbaden market. I have a smaller bottle that loving hubby brought back from the British he met in Afghanistan. I’ve traded a case of M&Ms and bottles of hot sauce and salsa for a jar of this salty brewers yeast spread. That’s how highly I think of this lovely spread.
How do I like it best? On toast with butter.