Every Monday morning, I sit down in front of my computer with absolutely no idea what I’m going to write about. I need a powerful breakfast to cope with this weekly terror, so last Monday I toasted a piece of Orwashers seeded rye, spread it thickly with freshly ground peanut butter, and on top added a thin layer of Marmite. The toast was perfect; it was rich and full of protein so I wouldn’t get distracted wondering if I was still hungry (my favorite way to avoid writing). The savoriness of the Marmite was less intense than when eaten only with butter. I liked that it wasn’t sweet, since a sugary breakfast can throw me off-kilter for the day. It reminded me of West African peanut stew or Indonesian satay sauce. I ate it every day for a week.
Peanut butter and Marmite
Peanut butter and Marmite
Peanut butter and Marmite
Every Monday morning, I sit down in front of my computer with absolutely no idea what I’m going to write about. I need a powerful breakfast to cope with this weekly terror, so last Monday I toasted a piece of Orwashers seeded rye, spread it thickly with freshly ground peanut butter, and on top added a thin layer of Marmite. The toast was perfect; it was rich and full of protein so I wouldn’t get distracted wondering if I was still hungry (my favorite way to avoid writing). The savoriness of the Marmite was less intense than when eaten only with butter. I liked that it wasn’t sweet, since a sugary breakfast can throw me off-kilter for the day. It reminded me of West African peanut stew or Indonesian satay sauce. I ate it every day for a week.