We would be remiss to not include Beaver Chinese Mustard. Years ago in the Midwest of this country, I was sitting in a Chinese restaurant with my buddy from college and buddy’s dad. I wasn’t familiar with the types of mustard served by our Asian Brothers, or how hot they were. Buddy’s dad knew of my naïveté. He put a large portion of the mustard on a tiny egg roll and offered it to me. Being a brave, trusting young man, I took the roll and ate it in one bite. Within 2 seconds my sinuses exploded and chaotic sneezing ensued to a degree that has never been witnessed in all of recorded history. It was one of the best experiences I ever had.
— Zeno BoShay