Sunday, March 23, 2008

Vegemite for Fun


My brother Eric recently returned from a trip to Australia bearing gifts and Vegemite. Vegemite is a condiment of sorts used in Australia and New Zealand made from yeast, most people outside of those two countries find this stuff revolting - rightly so.

I tried Vegemite once before on a cracker, probably in 2003, and I recall thinking it was one of the nastiest foods that I had ever tried (if not the nastiest). So today's test was to confirm or refute my initial reaction. Eric, Michael, James, Pops, Mummsies, and I all gave it try - Ashley declined having just tried it while in Australia.

First we all took a whif of the little packet of the vegemite - salty/yeasty with a touch of excrement which coincides with its appearance.

Secondly we tried it very faintly spread on a piece of toast that had been buttered in great excess - the results were fair, we wouldn't have even noticed that the Vegemite was there because of the fact that the toast was dripping with delicious butter. This is not a win for the Vegemite, it's like putting tons of mustard on a hotdog to make sure you don't taste the relish you put on next - counterintuitive and/or pointless.


The third and final taste test was a finger taste of Vegemite, straight up - packet to finger to tongue. Completely nasty. The stuff stuck to our tongues and was hard to get off. After seeing us try it, Eric made sure to have mouthwash at the ready. It received a unanimous thumbs down from all parties involved. A lot of times if I try something I don't like I'm at least glad I tried it, and might tell other people that it's worth a try, but I'm having a hard time with that thought in regards to Vegemite. The stuff is foul, and that's all there to it.



"He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich"
That man in the Men At Work song was a total sadist.

More of the Vegemite Experience is documented in the Easter Weekend 2008 photos on my regular site.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Windows and Reality

I just found this on my celtel from a month or so ago...

The real one is open while the fake one is not. Oh the irony.

This was at Salon Exclusive where Bea had her hair cut and where Nichole works.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Every Shoe Every Color?

The results of hanging out with a 5 year old girl and two 12 year old girls after a baptism can be somewhat curious...


This is me dressed up with a Hannah Montana wig and microphone.
At the time I thought I looked a little more like Zaphod Beeblebrox.