Of which local delicacy was my wife speaking when she said, over lunch:
“It’s not fair to say that it is like damp cardboard, because damp cardboard tastes nicer and has a more pleasant texture.”
(My own thoughts about Marmite are unprintable.)
Of which local delicacy was my wife speaking when she said, over lunch:
“It’s not fair to say that it is like damp cardboard, because damp cardboard tastes nicer and has a more pleasant texture.”
(My own thoughts about Marmite are unprintable.)
The bit about her father scolding her for swearing is hilarious.