olive oil

I’ve had olive oil on my shopping list for over a week, but the good-priced stuff is at a store I don’t regularly frequent, and there hasn’t been a convenient occasion to go there. So I’ve been eyeing the diminishing volume every day as I cook, and repeating to myself “I have to buy olive oil.”

Then last night as I was falling asleep I suddenly remembered, apropos of nothing, that I had two bottles stashed in another cupboard. Score! I love it when my brain pulls a useful memory out of the subconscious filing cabinet and says “here you go!” Thank you, brain!

vegemitey

vegemite

With all the sourdough bread I’ve been baking lately, I’ve realised how much I miss Vegemite. Yes, peanut butter is great, but sometimes I just want the salty bite of the Great Australian Spread. So I made the detour to World Market the other day to pick up a jar (they only have little ones, unfortunately).

Here’s the iconic 1950s TV ad. And here’s the remake from two years ago, featuring the same actress who played the baton-twirling little girl in the original version. Yeah, we love our Vegemite.