Success!!!

At a house party, the Australian contingent were being their usual annoying selves and claiming that the clearly flawed Vegemite was superior to the delicious gift from the gods, Marmite. Calling upon impartial witnesses (that is, a couple of game Canadians) the decision was far from clear.

Until! Enter the Yuko!, who, to my apparent delight, tastes both and gleefully lets the whole room now which is elite.... she is so right!

A first...

So I found myself with a lemon... I peeled it as if it'were an orange, pulled it into segments as if it'were an orange, and ate it as if it'were an orange... it was sharp, and I shuddered with every bite. Saliva ran down my chin as the tartness hit my taste buds. I thought of Christopher Lee dancing down to the beach in The Wicker Man...

I feel very strange sometimes...