I ordered a burger the other day at a place that someone told me had the best burger in town. No, it wasn’t in Portland. When the burger was put down in front of me, I asked if they had some Dijon mustard. The server came back apologetic, apparently no Dijon.
“That’s fine, can I get some other kind of mustard?” Apparently they don’t have ANY mustard. Hmm. A burger place with no mustard. And, by the way, no french fries either.
I did get over myself and enjoyed my lunch, but I don’t know if I will ever get over a kitchen that has no mustard. I can even accept the no French fry thing, but no mustard? At all? Anywhere?
Let’s face it, that’s pretty weird. Especially for a place that prides themselves on their burgers.
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