Food police targeting Vegemite?

I first heard the term Vegemite near the beginning of the worst decade of music ever, in 1981’s hit, Down Under, by Men at Work.

He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich.

What’s a Vegemite?

This was the old days – before public access Intertubes and Google and Wikipedia.

I’ve since learned, and wiki confirms, that Vegemite is made from leftover brewers’ yeast extract, a by-product of beer manufacturing, and various vegetable and spice additives. The taste may be described as salty, slightly bitter, and malty – somewhat similar to the taste of beef bouillon. The texture is smooth and sticky, much like peanut butter. It is not as intensely flavoured as British Marmite and it is less sweet than the New Zealand version of Marmite. Fred Walker’s company first created and sold Vegemite in 1922.

The New Zealand Herald reports if the Australian Government has its way, Vegemite could be banished from supermarket shelves because of its high salt content.

A preventive health task force, set up by Canberra to examine ways of tackling Australia’s obesity problem, has canvassed the idea of taxing foods high in fat, sugar and salt. Although its final report is not due until June, the Australian Food and Grocery Council is already warning that Vegemite is under threat.

The Australian online news website Crikey suggested the Vegemite controversy had been cooked up by the industry body as a pre-emptive strike.

Below, a fine example of just how bad popular music became in the 1980s. Oh, and did anyone catch the worst band ever, Journey, performing their 1981 – what a terrible year – power ballad, Don’t Stop Believin’ for Super Bowl tourists as part of the pre-game show in what could only be termed a tune-up for their upcoming State Fair extravaganza? And Springsteen sucked. He usually does.

Paula’s Southern Thanksgiving: Review by Guestblogger, Rock Salt

My arteries hardened and my left arm started tingling as I watched Paula’s Southern Thanksgiving on The Food Network tonight. The menu alone was enough, including:

• deep-fried turkey, with a cavity that was subsequently filled with melted butter;

• turducken;

• bacon wrapped breadsticks;

• mama’s fried cream corn, with a ladle-full of butter and bacon and oil and grease; and

• sweet potato balls, filled with marshmallows.

I was looking for food safety errors, but Paula Deen is fairly good about washing her hands and cooks, deep-fries and broils anything living out of the food.

But a last-minute apple butter run had host Paula sticking her grubby paws into jars of malted candy balls, praline pecans, chocolate covered peanuts and whatever other candies were around.

Paula said,

“I’m telling you what, you bring a fat girl to a candy store, and you see how big her smile gets.”

Rock Salt says,

“Keep the norovirus and the hepatitis A and whatever else is in the poop on your hands out of the candy jars. Use the scoop.”

Salt makes policeman vomit

McDonald’s staffer Kendra Bull was charged with a reckless conduct, a misdemeanor, for her role in food preparation after dousing police officer Wendell Adams burger with salt,

The burger made Adams so ill after a couple of bites that he vomited.

Officer George Louth, spokesman for the department said investigators don’t know if Bull was targeting the officer with the Big N’Tasty blue-light special, only that she admitted putting the salt on the burger, but that the cash register, er, registered a discounted meal.

"In the middle of the night the only people they discount for are their employees or a member of the Police Department," Louth said.