There's hope...

Like every kid I've ever met, Greta prefers ketchup to mustard. But she's aware that her father is an aficionado of God's yellow condiment. A couple nights ago it was time to try Plochman's Chicago Fire mustard. But I was already in my favorite chair, so it was up to Greta to open the fridge, find the mustard, and help me squeeze it on the kielbasa. Job well done, daughter!