Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Can anyone suggest why

I occasionally crave yellow mustard?

Like the meaning of life there is never a definitive answer and still from time to time there is the need for plain yellow mustard, classic yellow mustard, not dijon, not spicy, not honeyed, simply

tangy, bitter, bright and very yellow mustard

Ah, one can make a prose poem out of just about any subject when they are in a ludicrous space.

A toast to clear moments of your purpose while on Earth and those times when nothing but a dollop of yellow mustard on a warm grilled cheese sandwich will do.

This odd moment of unique culinary bliss brought to you by me.

P.S. Suggestions welcome. Truly.