Or “Mustard II: The Revenge”
OK, that was pretty bad. Hey it isn’t a comedy blog. Not even a food blog for that matter. Anything but politics-cursing WordPress is fine. I had so much fun with the whole grain mustard that I was just a bit put out to see Mrs J eat a hot dog last night with *gasp* store-boughten honey mustard! Aagh, and I work my fingers to the bone putting quality food on the table…what?
Mrs J was the one that put that food on the table last night?
Uh-huh, Mrs J chimes in that “you were too tired” to cook last night, and that “your feet hurt” and I was a “poor poor boy”. “Pity was taken” she passively-aggressively noted, adding: “My hot dog, my call on mustard”.
Well, OK then.
I can make honey mustard, I think. Googling so fast my fingers blur. Aha! No! Amazing how many hits I am getting for “honey mustard recipe” that all begin more or less with “assume some honey mustard”. Finally found a recipe for making it, not just using some in a dipping sauce recipe. I ground the seeds last night and added the water. Recipe says soak for 24 hours, I didn’t wait and started this morning messing with it. Decided to go to the blender and rid it of the seed husks, smooth it out. Seemed a bit thick so I added some white wine. Better. Some brown sugar? OK, a couple tablespoons. A bit more bite? A little white vinegar. Let me see if some turmeric will yellow this up some…yup. Shaping up nice. Mrs J nods her head after a taste. Hang up my laurels? Heh. Just getting started.
I hate these cliffhanger endings, so here’s a spoiler for the sequel: “Mustard: All Mixed Up and Loving It”