I hate mustard. Always did, my whole life. Occasionally I would be at a family get together and would be served a hamburger with mustard on it. Trash. Then one day in college I bought a stack of frozen dinners that were on sale. I was eating one of them and thought “What is this delicious flavor?” I dug the box out of the trash to find “Chicken Dijon”. “Huh… suddenly I like mustard.”

Today’s Biff does some research.