eat this...

yes it is gross... what some people eat... not only in asia!

but marmite is not only worth spreading thick... it has a reputation of being healthy!
i suppose almost black liquad yeast cannot be promoted to absolue beginners... without using every marketing/sales gimmick in the book...
needless to say, i haven't had much success in pursuading new-comers to this culinary delight... 'motor oil', someone called my beloved black spread... motor oil! i suppose i chuckled at this remark, purely for the sake of the moment... the harmony... 'forgive them father, for they know not what they do...'
but could i walk away from a direct, no matter how unintentional insult on my and millions of other south africans staple diet... not excactly, not now... but i had to.

the alternative would have been...
1. immediate and sudden retaliation... an 'amoklauf'...or...
2. abruptly departing from the scene of the wannabe crime...but,
3. reminding myself that i was slightly annebriated, 50 miles from home...and,
4. had a warm bed reserved in the guest room...

and then the shrill melody of a 70's musical underscored the blöde tatsache... 'why don't you stay... stay just a little longer...'

marmite: now available in a pvc squirt tube... and not quite as black and 'fest' as i recall the 'black oil'...
i used to bring the stuff with me after visiting home... before 9/11!!!
i think it's about time to sidetrack... what they call 'gedankenflucht' here where i am right now.
'where were you on november 11?'... i was trying to shoot a birdy on the 8th par 4 somewhere in germany (a relatively safe place to be at that time...)... or am i 'exaggerating'... was i attempting to save a double bogey... who knows, who cares... what i am trying to get to, is that it became a mission to bring the stuff here... and then i found it hidden in the backrow of a topshelf of an indian store just around the block/corner from where i lived!!!
after all the effort... and ludicrously even harvesting thoughts of importing it... i have suffered since, not returning to the store... ever again... it had become too easy to get what you wanted... even here, 12 000 km away from home... i could sidetrack into 9/11... or globalisation... i suppose.

from now on i will enjoy my 'black oil' at home in south africa... or when available by accident... 'zufällig'... as the locals would say. and besides, 'blutwurst' is not a worthy substitute, why should it be!?
i am here now... and i eat what i get here and now.
yes, this an advertorial... so support your local tribe and eat from wher you are... right now... an exception would be 'gestattet' to those in the dark and mysterious depths of transeylvania... oder not!?
lights out, goodbite... and remember... there is no safety in nembers!

but i suppose there are exception to this statement too.