This last weekend in Paris I visited the Maille Mustard store as I have a few elitist condiment buddies.  I gotta say I was clearly am unrefined savage when it came to mustard.  I didn’t even know there were different types beyond regular and dijon.

There were free samples and a good portion of them had some solid kick to clear out the nostrils.  I ended up buying some raspberry because it just seemed weird enough and was until the limit I could bring back on my carry on.

Do yourself a favor, blow your mustard mind next time your in Paris and when people ask what you did there just say you did the only thing worth doing, ate mustard.

IT CAN CHANGE YOUR LIFE.