…Or was it?

Monday 16 June was National Vegemite Day — and if you’re an Aussie, you know that’s practically a sacred event. So, naturally, I gave my co-host Kwame a bit of homework: try some Vegemite.

Easy, right?

When asked if he completed his assignment, Kwame confessed, not only did he not eat any Vegemite, but he’s actually been traumatised since the first time he tried it.
His sister-in-law had left what looked like a delicious cinnamon scroll on the kitchen counter. He brewed himself a coffee, sat down for what was supposed to be a sweet, doughy breakfast moment only to take a big bite and discover the shocking truth.

It wasn’t cinnamon.
It was Vegemite.
And his tastebuds? Betrayed. Scarred. Shattered.

Understandably, he swore off it.

But I wasn’t going to let that be the end of the story. Not on National Vegemite Day. Not after Kwame had just earned his Australian citizenship.

We needed a redemption round, Vegemite on toast, done right. A very thin layer on crispy Vita Weats, topped with creamy avocado. Because if you’re going to convert someone, you do it properly. And avo makes everything better.

Reluctantly but bravely, Kwame took the bite.

His review?

“Crunchy. Confusing. Salty… with a weird kind of spice I’m not sure I’m loving… but the avocado’s helping.”

Not exactly five stars, but progress is progress. And the best part? He did it, for his co-host, for his citizenship. But he’s not doing it again.