I love Marmite. Many hate it and for the non-Brits who haven't heard of it it's a savoury, yeasty, salty spread that we grow up with in the UK. It has a very distinct taste & smell. You never grow out of it - if you ever liked it in the first place.
If you saw the last round of TV advertising in the UK, the scenario from this morning may sound familiar:
Oiseau appears in the bedroom carrying a tray of toast (nutella and hot milk for the frog, marmite and coffee for herself):
Frog: I can (h)ug you but no kisses...
Nice to be appreciated.