The hill I will die on: Marmite is an insipid English imitation of Vegemite â the true Aussie hero | Kathy Lette
Marmite asks: âDo you love me or hate me?â Vegemite couldnât give a stuff. Itâs as dry as our Aussie humour, and I wouldnât have
Marmite asks: âDo you love me or hate me?â Vegemite couldnât give a stuff. Itâs as dry as our Aussie humour, and I wouldnât have it any other way The hill I would die on is made of Vegemite. Marmite is a minuscule mound in comparison.
A hapless hillock. A negligible knoll. Vegemite is Australian penicillin. It cures everything from homesickness to heartbreak. From pleb to celeb and prime minister to prisoner, Vegemite is our culinary mainstay. Aussies are not that big on etiquette â our only breach of etiquette is to suggest that we adhere to any.
But there is one cardinal sin: not to like Vegemite. It is a trait that, socially, places you just below leper and just above Maga supporter in our estimation. Kathy Lette is a comedy writer and novelist. Her latest novel, The Sisterhood Rules, is literary Vegemite Do you have an opinion on the issues raised in this article?
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