Ever since we landed in Sydney the song “Land Down Under” from Men at Work has been circling through my head on an endless loop. It’s very annoying. And it only gets worse when the word Vegemite comes up (“He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich”…don’t act like you don’t know all the words, too.)
I remember trying Vegemite in elementary school, for some odd reason, and thinking it was gross. Probably because they just smeared a blob of it on a cracker and fed it to us. I now know that this is not the correct way to serve Vegemite. Made from brewers yeast, Vegemite has a salty, savory flavor. A little goes a long way, so it’s no wonder a blob of it would not impress an eight year old.
Tatiana schooled us on how to properly eat Vegemite, and now John and I have come to really like it. It’s served as a breakfast food, spread onto toast that is topped either with melted cheese or a poached egg. I prefer the melted cheese version. John has taken to spreading a thin layer on his sandwiches, as well. The little jar we purchased will probably last us for the rest of World Tour (it really doesn’t take much.) I don’t mind carrying it along with us when we leave Australia, so long as the Men at Work song doesn’t keep playing in my head every time I see it.
It’s a really annoying song.
