Dear All,
Crunchy of course, the full hippy Whole Earth skins 'n all formulation. You need something to get your teeth into.
The French came up with the container, but it required the "where there's muck, there's brass" genius of the British to recycle brewery sludge as food.
I've just dipped a spoon into the household jar to compile these tasting notes.
Lip tinglingly salty; the whiff of damp leather; intense, mouth filling, umami; the merest whisper of celery; more salt; all brought together in eugustory harmony by a yeasty base note and further salt.
The XO, Guinness and Champagne yeast variants are indistinguishable from the unimprovable original, even to my highly refined, Marmite blasted, pallet.
A touring take along? Absolutely. Great for spreading, in cheese sarnies, as stock, a hot drink and road repairs.
Yours, James