Brrrrrr….! Soooooo cooooold!!
It’s like the summer has shut the door firmly behind when it left London.
The chill which cloaks the city is simply a shock to my system. Both, Hubbie & I can’t stop sniffing like a child in the tail end of a crying session.
We need a fuel in our belly to fend off blue Monday…
What could be better than bubbling cheese toasts with a mug of tea!
First of all, 4 slices of whole meal bread were lightly toasted.
Then, I spread sun dried tomato paste on 2 toasts, placed 4 thin slices of de-seeded tomato and topped them with a generous serving of mature cheddar.
‘Do you want Marmite on your cheese toast?’ ‘
No! Not on mine’, Hubbie flinched with horror.
‘Why?! Don’t you like Marmite?’ He shook his head vigorously.
Still, I managed to persuade him to give one last chance to this brown “gloop”.
I buttered remaining toasts. Next, I scooped up a tiny amount of Marmite with the tip of knife and spread it very sparsely. Same as the first 2 toasts, I heaped them with a pile of grated cheese.
Then, the toasts were placed under a hot grill for about 5 mins…
Ahhhh… You little beauties!
Hubbie bit into the one with Marmite tentatively while I held my breath.
His gaze fixed into nowhere while his taste bud working in overdrive…
‘It’s nice. I like it!’ Eventually he exclaimed. Phew!
Apparently, his mum put too much Marmite on a toast when he was small.
She treated the gloop like jam, he bitterly recalled. Gee, that must have been tough.
Anyway, Marmite cheese toast has become his firm favourite.
Now, a jar of Marmite can take a proud position in our larder – not hiding behind the bottles.
Ohhhh… Still cold. I am tempted to turn the heating on…