Caolinn: (looking in the fridge) “Okay, why do we have five different kinds of mustard? No house needs five different kinds of mustard.”
Me: (blank stare)
Caolinn: “What?”
Me: “I don’t know how it happened without me knowing about it, but you were clearly somehow adopted.”
Caolinn: “I can only dream.”
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 
We have 4 different jars of mustard in the fridge right now, but that’s only because we’re out of Zatarain’s Creole Mustard. (Note to self – get that shit on the grocery list!!)
And now it’s on mine, too. Bastard! Lol
My work here is complete!
Damn it.
You need your yellow, your grain, your dijon, your sweet and spicy, your honey mustard…that’s five right there I have on hand at all times…do not mess with my mustard!
I’m such a dork that I make my honey mustard, as needed, with the correspondingly needed mustard. I need help. Come help me.
I make my own too but with agave. I just didn’t want to destroy my mustard is important point. Mmmmm honey mustard.
Agave!? Why hast no one told me of this possibility before now!?
Yes, yes and in a pinch you can use maple syrup.
All I have right now is German Mustard, which in my opinion, could use a little horseradish…
I haven’t had a good German horseradish mustard in a long while.
When my brother was a kid he put mustard on his french fries.
What the what!? At least it wasn’t mayo. *gag*
My wife doesn’t eat ketchup. She hates it.
Clearly…not American. (I don’t care what you say.) lol
I reported her to Homeland Security.
Are they on horseback!?
Dog sled.
We didn’t have mayo growing up.
Because your parents were righteous and true.
Nope. ‘Cause they drank all the grocery money.
I like peanut butter, jam, and cheddar cheese sandwiches. But not with mustard. That would be gross.
Awwww, the Irish Cancer. I’m familiar. 🙂
We had to give up mustard when we discovered the ill effects of mustard gas. Apparently, some Asians lack an enzyme that breaks down mustard into scrumpdillyumptiousness, instead mustard gas is formed. We could get past the loud trumpeting that announced the onset of this malady but it was impossible to watch TV with our eyes on fire. Something had to go. It was the mustard.
Annnnnd I thought lactose was the worst thing… 🙂
I tried to remain objective but too much of a good thing isn’t good after all. 🙂