Hey, this old Canuck was brought up on that stuff! Good English mustard, mixed with enough water to make a paste, a few grains of salt, and let it sit for an hour...whoooeeee! It'll tear the top of your head off. Now I mix it with a little dry white wine as well. East Indians use mustard oil on sore joints, and there is a warning on the bottle, For External use Only! When I was a kid in the 30s we had roast beef & yorkshire pudding, every other week, and of course we had mustard. It, along with home made pickles, and chile sauce(with NO chiles)was the only condiment at our house during the dirty thirties. Even though my father was well employed throughout the whole of the depression. We were lucky to not have any problems during that time, as my father worked at Ford Motors in Toronto for 20 years, right up until WW2. So, my memories of that mustard are very Keen:-)! that deserves a boo hiss! Cheers, Doug in BC