Tonight, Chris’s cousin’s friend came over for dinner, and we caught up over channa saag, chicken chalna, rice, Christmas pudding with brandy sauce, and wine. When Chris went to Australia for work in September, his cousin sent him back to New York with a container of vegemite for this friend, and so tonight, she got to take it home with her. I figured if she was sending it back to her friend through us that her friend must really like it. Needless to say, she was very excited when she saw the jar.

“Oh, wow! It’s vegemite!” She exclaimed, laughing. “I was just about to run out of my jar and got so worried!”

She truly is an Australian. She said that vegemite was a comfort food to her, on toast with butter. We have a little jar of it in our fridge, but it’s for guests, mainly. Chris never eats it and doesn’t really care for it. I won’t touch it unless I’m having breakfast at his parents’ house in Australia and there is brie cheese on the table.