I have become addicted to the vegemite cheese twists sold in the supermarket across the road from my office. I am not the only one, judging from the empty basket in the ‘serve yourself’ bakery section that dashes my hopes at least half of the time I want to buy one.
Look at this lovely, crispy, flaky golden pastry, its two strands lovingly entwined; admire those bubbles of melted cheese, the darkened scrapes of baked vegemite.
Who could resist? Not me.
But I really do have to stop eating my photo props!