Today I thought I'd make a nice salmon with dijon sauce. I gathered the ingredients and started mixing. Except I ran out of mustard. I looked through the refrigerator and found another jar. I added that to the mix and spooned the stuff over the salmon.
Then my nose kicked into action. This stuff doesn't smell quite right, I thought. Then I tried a bit from the spoon. Oh my gosh! This stuff is awful! I wondered what the heck could be wrong. That's when I decided to check the expiration date on the mustard jar.
That was the problem. It expired six months ago. So I washed off the salmon and seasoned it with something else so my family wouldn't die.
So ladies and gentlemen, if I suddenly stop blogging, you'll know I died from mustard poisoning.