My journey with Marmite began at a meditation retreat in NZ. The first time I tried it, it was overwhelmingly salty and the smell reminded me of those huge vitamin pills they used to sell when I was a kid (and maybe still do). I wanted to observe my reaction, so I tried it again, and again. By about day 3 I started to enjoy it. The way I describe the flavor is that it's so bad, it wraps around and becomes good again. Like an edible version of "The Room".
ist one of those things that tastes better the more you try it. my theory is the body reorients its appraisal after the fact when it realizes the food is a powerhouse of B vitamins and magnesium.
