The story of Russian and German mustard. We had a few.

Day of Danish negotiations. Lunch was cooked and served in our cafe.

Each time to the meat range served different sauces, including German

the mustard. On the last day, the German was not available and submitted our

These are small plastic boxes. I see it as one of

The Danish drinks a spoonful of mustard and puts it on a good layer.

and meat. While I thought about how to explain to him that it was a Russian mustard, he

Bite a piece.

When the tears and sores were wiped out, and the Danish man was able to breathe again, he

This is the word of the translator:

God, I thought somebody warmed me with a plate on my neck!