The mornings of my summer holidays always began the same – crunchy toast with ouma’s homemade marmalade, and sneaky sips of coffee too caffeinated for a 10-year-old.

These days the sticky preserve has all but vanished off the contemporary breakfast table. I must be honest; I quite miss its tangy sweetness and bitter edge.

Not everybody feels like I do. Marmalade, like coriander, can elicit emotions on either side of the fence. Either you like it or you don’t. Read what The Guardian has to say on the legacy of this quintessential breakfast staple.  – Malu