Neanderpundit

Side giggage yesterday, and long day today.

I’m in the process of trying to determine which things go well with Marmite. As half of the planet already doesn’t care, and the other half retches at the mere whiff of the yeasty delight, I suspect I’m one of the first people to take this very seriously, at least from a scientific standpoint.

I have been looking hard at the types of food I eat, and trying to see how I can adapt them to Marmite, and these are the results so far.

Toast, of course, and butter or margarine, excellent. I like to put on the butter and let it soak in completely, retoast the toast and then apply the marmite. A pea sized gob about does a slice of toast.

English muffins, not so much. The nooks and crannies lend themselves to jam, but you have to use a lot of marmite, and that is too much of a good thing.

Pizza: There are a couple things at work here. I have added a teaspoon full of marmite diluted in water to the dough, and I’ve been told this is the very best pizza ever; but put on the finished product, no way.

Twinkies. Just because I could. No. I mean, I was prepared for this to be the next “peanut butter/chocolate” thing, and well, just No.

Chocolate: Actually, a tiny dab of marmite in a glass of chocolate milk is extremely interesting. Interesting in a “I think I’m going to hurl, get me a bucket NOW” kind of way.

Cheese and marmite go extremely well together, and the sharper the cheese the better it tastes. A slice or even shreds of cheddar on a sammich with a bit of marmite and a piece of romaine is most excellent. breads, by the way, have to be strong flavored to stand up to the marmite. Vegemite, alternately, has a less strong flavor but the consistency is off.

A little marmite on a cheeseburger, also, is good.

oatmeal: Not so much
Corned beef: Don’t try this at home. Or anywhere, for that matter.
No cereal is improved by Marmite.

Marmite mixed with water is a good broth to cook almost anything in, if it’s meat. I’m gonna try to make some marmite-crusted deer steaks this spring when I can fire up the weber.

marmite is agreat seasoning in chinese or imitation chinese type dishes.

Marmite is a very interesting skin rub for pountry. Not for everyone.

Research proceeds apace, but I have to sneak in the test foods lest I get lynched by the family.

Went to the Porter County gunshow this AM; it’s one of the better shows in the area and we try to hit it each year.

Saw a few nice things, including a guy walking around with a perfect condition LeFever Nitro Special in 410. Case colors all good, no reblue, 95% or better blue on the barrels, perfect bore. Wanted $1200 I don’t have. But it was a beautiful shotgun nonetheless.

Lots of ammo. Prices going way down on black guns. No 30 carbine anywhere, but that’s getting cheaper elsewhere, so.

On the way back we did the normal gunshow run, and caught a guy dropping off a Colt AR-15 SP1, in mostly original condition. Partner is in the mood for one of these, and the price may be right, so they’re going to call him if someone inside the shop doesn’t want it. They may. We spoke to the original owner, who took care of it.

Me, I think I’d rather have a gun with an assist, but partner is into collecting, so this is a natural for him.

me, I was looking hard at the cheap lowers, and now I’m seeing complete firearms for under six hundred, so maybe I should look more at the full firearms.

Has just come out of Rehab. Cue Amy Winehouse.

Look, Tiger is a kid. His pecker works. He’s probably approached by groupies two hundred times a day. That doesn’t make anything he did right, but I gotta tell you, if I was his wife, I’d be about 15 feet away from him every second he’s not actually holding a golf club, and that includes on the road. You sign up for that life, that’s the way it is. No other way to cut back on that temptation, and he’s a flesh and blood man. Trust me, my devotion to my wife is pretty much equal parts “I would do nothing to hurt her, ever” and “Women aren’t knocking at my door anyway” It’s easy for me to be completely faithful because I’m a fat, ugly annoying SOB with a bad attitude and intermittant gas issues. (edited to add) and broke all the time.

Speaking of which, I’m thinking of opening a sex-addiction rehab facility. I can absolutely guarantee you that if I just hung around in a locked building with any number of women- or, for that matter, men- the prospect of ME being the only available outlet for sexual relations would pretty much put anyone off sex for most of the rest of their lives.