Just thought I'd share this with you.
A French colleague of mine asked me to try and get hime some marmite as he had heard of it from a friend, who had some in England and liked it (weirdo...). But when this friend went to a shop in England and asked for some 'Mermaid' all he got, surprisingly was blank looks.
So, I brought some marmite to work for him which I obtained at a shop close to home (I love being able to call France home now...).
He tried some and remarked in his very French accent "Ughhhhh Rich, 'is 'ORRIBLE"
All I could get out as a reply was 'oui!'
RicandJo wrote:He tried some and remarked in his very French accent "Ughhhhh Rich, 'is 'ORRIBLE"
Clair wrote:The first time I tasted it, I spread it on my toast as if it was strawberry jam That taught me a lesson and I am no longer that greedy! I grew to like it thinly spread on hot buttered toast
Clair, I've got a story to recount that would rival yours. I was taken to a Japanese restaurant some years ago and, it being the first time I'd encountered Japanese food, I was charmed by the different colours and the tiny, elegant proportions on my plate. That was until I picked up a green cone of what I thought was something like mushy peas and popped the whole little cone into my mouth. If I told you that the pretty green cone was some sort of eye-wateringly strong mustard, you can imagine what my next action was, can't you?
sweet 17 wrote: a green cone of what I thought was something like mushy peas and popped the whole little cone into my mouth.
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