You go out to Evanston to pick up your husband at work and take him to lunch at Mustard's Last Stand. You bought the Groupon for the place because it seems like one of those classic Chicago hot dog stands that you should go to at some point in your life.
It turns out to be completely underwhelming, and you realize there's still time in his lunch hour to run over to Edzo's to cleanse your palate of the mediocrity.
abe_froeman wrote:Table salt, kosher salt and Greek sea salt....I'm more of a mustard collector.
pairs4life wrote:Whoops, I forgot table salt.
gleam wrote:abe_froeman wrote:Table salt, kosher salt and Greek sea salt....I'm more of a mustard collector.
Don't make me start counting mustards, too... that list might be even longer.
abe_froeman wrote:gleam wrote:abe_froeman wrote:Table salt, kosher salt and Greek sea salt....I'm more of a mustard collector.
Don't make me start counting mustards, too... that list might be even longer.
The funny thing is that I'm not someone who puts mustard on everything. But when I use it, I want the exact one to match what goes with whatever I'm eating.
Is there such thing as a sommelier for mustard?
gleam wrote:Don't make me start counting mustards...
I'd file under
Pie Lady wrote:...you're driving near Elmhurst Rd. & Touhy when you see a white brick building with a sign that reads House of Smoke and you think, Ooo! A new rib joint!
I think that's it... I'm leaving out the salt-based blends/rubs like back of the yards, etc, of course.
exvaxman wrote:When your 80 year old neighbor asks for a ride to the beauty parlor and you try and be nice by seeing if she wants to grocery shop on the way back. You end up spending the next five hours taking her to many ethnic groceries and produce places that "she never knew existed even having lived in the town for 80 years". As well as being told by your wife an hour after you got home that the three of you are doing a longer trip in a couple of days to some places a little further away.