I used to hate Marmite, for years, my wife however loves the stuff.
This was a source of minor friction until we had kids and I had to start preparing toast with the “vile paste” for them.
Then it became a source of humor as each year (on my birthday), I would earnestly try a bite during their breakfast.
After a few years, it didn’t seem so bad… then I actually started to (gasp) like the stuff.
I believe it is the fact that you like Marmite that makes you a savage. Not the knife.
I used to hate Marmite, for years, my wife however loves the stuff.
This was a source of minor friction until we had kids and I had to start preparing toast with the “vile paste” for them.
Then it became a source of humor as each year (on my birthday), I would earnestly try a bite during their breakfast.
After a few years, it didn’t seem so bad… then I actually started to (gasp) like the stuff.
Now I love it!