A better mustard! A more expensive mustard!

Yellow mustard seeds, turmeric, and paprika. That was mustard.

There is no good mustard or bad mustard.

There is no perfect mustard or imperfect mustard.

English mustard.

What were they? Yellow mustard. What's in yellow mustard?

Would you like some mustard with that ?

Have you any English mustard?

Takes over the mustard business!

Mustard on his strawberries.

Bring some mustard too, Gus.

A mustard bath for his feet!

Mustard does not exist on a hierarchy.

Not because it's hard to make interesting mustard you can make interesting mustard but people don't because no one's obsessed with it, and thus no one tells their friends.

Used to be, there were two mustards. French's and Gulden's.

Grey Poupon came along, with a Dijon. Right?

A mustard of more sophistication and culture and meaning.

Mustard exists, just like tomato sauce, on a horizontal plane.

There are only different kinds of mustards that suit different kinds of people.

You know, with those dried tears at the edge of your eyes and that mustard on your nose...

A drop of mustard fell and stained my tie during lunch.

You make it sound as if the son of the hotdog dynasty had to marry the daughter of the mustard king.

What were they obsessed with in the early '80s? They were obsessed with mustard.

There's a hot sauce otaku, but there's no mustard otaku.

It's to make them turn their back on what they think they like now, and reach out for something higher up the mustard hierarchy.

That's why there's lots and lots and lots of kinds of hot sauces, and not so many kinds of mustard.

Much more volatile brown mustard seed, some white wine, a nose hit, much more delicate aromatics. And what do they do?

Heliotrope, isn't it?

And then they had those ads, right? With the guy in the Rolls Royce, and he's eating the Grey Poupon. The other Rolls Royce pulls up, and he says, do you have any Grey Poupon?

They bring their ideas, but as themselves, with no, you know, residue over them.

Is there something between you and Prokosch?

In transporting foreigners across the border the criminal groups show less concern for them than they would for a load of goods.

And that's when you started to get seven different kinds of vinegar, and 14 different kinds of mustard, and 71 different kinds of olive oil and then eventually even Ragu hired Howard, and Howard did the exact same thing for Ragu that he did for Prego.

It's like a grain of mustard seed, which, when it is sown in the earth, though it is less than all the seeds that are on the earth,

It's like a grain of mustard seed, which, when it is sown in the earth, though it is less than all the seeds that are on the earth,

It is like a grain of mustard seed, which, when it is sown in the earth, is less than all the seeds that be in the earth

It is like a grain of mustard seed, which, when it is sown in the earth, is less than all the seeds that be in the earth

He set another parable before them, saying, The Kingdom of Heaven is like a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and sowed in his field

He set another parable before them, saying, The Kingdom of Heaven is like a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and sowed in his field

Another parable put he forth unto them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is like to a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and sowed in his field

Another parable put he forth unto them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is like to a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and sowed in his field

It comes in a five ounce portion of tilapia breaded with Dijon mustard and crispy, broiled breadcrumbs and a steaming pile of pecan quinoa pilaf with crunchy, grilled broccoli so soft and sweet and charred and smoky on the outside with just a hint of chili flake.

It is like a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and put in his own garden. It grew, and became a large tree, and the birds of the sky lodged in its branches.

It is like a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and put in his own garden. It grew, and became a large tree, and the birds of the sky lodged in its branches.

It is like a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and cast into his garden and it grew, and waxed a great tree and the fowls of the air lodged in the branches of it.