Mustard. Bleh.

I don’t like mustard.  I never have.  There is no explanation for my dislike of the yellow condiment.  There was no childhood food trauma that made me hate it.

Not mustard again?!
Image by Lynn Kelley via WANA Commons

It is perhaps the one flavor that can be hidden in almost anything, and I’ll be able to taste it.  The rest of the dish is ruined for me after that.  OK, maybe not deviled eggs, unless they are really mustardy.

Usually, my husband and I split a burger.  I can’t eat a whole one.  He can add mustard to his half of the sandwich if he wants to.  He can even have my pickles.  After 20 years of marriage, my husband still finds it amusing when my head spins 360 degrees around on my neck and the pea soup spews when the drive-thru attendant gets my order wrong and puts mustard on my burger.

“You can just wipe it off,” my husband says.

*cue demonic voice* “No, you can’t just wipe it off. ”

(I can be a little scary sometimes. <sheepish grin>)

If I can see yellow, then I can taste mustard.  That’s a perfectly good Whatabuger wasted.  I’ll taste that mustard in my mouth forever.  Bleh.

Today, I had about 20 minutes to pick up dinner and get to my daughter’s school to help set up for Fall Festival.  I looked forward to my Whataburger–we don’t eat them very often.  It had mustard, even after the guy who took my order repeated “dry” to me.

Bleh.  I scraped it off and replaced the lettuce and tomatoes (because, yes, they were yellow) with the ones on the burger my daughters were splitting (because, yes, he got theirs wrong, too). Then covered the remaining yellow in Stubb’s Barbeque Sauce.

And took a bite.  Sigh.  I tried very hard not to taste the bit of mustard that was left.  I tried very hard to remember that it wasn’t worth being upset about a condiment.  My husband was really happy with his half of the burger, after all.

So what, I didn’t enjoy the burger like I wanted to, but it’s just food and there will be other burgers.  I still don’t like mustard.

I did find this hilarious clip about mustard from Joss Whedon’s Buffy the Vampire Slayer episode called “Once More with Feeling.”  It’s the only mustard I like.

I may have mentioned once or twice that I’m a geek. 😀 I own the soundtrack for the episode as well as the entire season (and maybe a few other seasons, too).

What about you?  Is there a condiment or other food that you just will not eat?  Are you one of those people who actually like mustard?

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