Condiment Deficiency

We took a little day trip up to Portland yesterday. Nice day, cute shops, lots of pretty foliage on the drive up, etc.

At a brewpub where we went for lunch, the menu had a pastrami sandwich that was described as being served with dijon mustard. I asked the waitress if it was possible to get the sandwich with Gulden's mustard instead. She replied, "I don't know what that is, so the answer's probably no." She also volunteered that they had yellow mustard and honey mustard.

Needless to say, I ordered something else. I was willing to overlook the fact that the sandwich had provolone instead of swiss, but the mustard is non-negotiable. Those poor Portlanders have it tough.