#918117 added August 21, 2017 at 10:02pm Restrictions: None
Just Mustard
A trip to White Castle today reminded me of a time long ago, when it was my custom to bring this delicacy back to my lovely bride every Sunday morning. I always ordered the same thing, and my only challenge was remembering to ask for mustard (for her).
This particular run came after another in which I had forgotten this most important condiment. I was determined not to forget again. Now when I go to this particular restaurant I always make a point of purchasing a large coffee. I find their coffee particular appealing (in the morning when it is fresh that is.) So there I am, my turn at the drive thru window. "Ask for mustard, ask for mustard, ask for mustard," I told myself again and again. That's when it happened.
"Do you want any cream or sugar for your coffee?" asked the girl in the window.
She looked rather confused when I replied, "No, just mustard."
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