Hilarious instructions, JD!

The sibling rivalry between my brother and me was so intense, that we even divided up food groups between us. He ate ketchup, that left me mustard. He even taunted me about it, but I refused to eat the sweet red stuff. Now that we are apart, I can admit he was right - forget mustard! Ketchup is better! This from a girl who used to eat French's mustard sandwiches!

Oh, and when my nephew was very small, and knew his letters but wasn't reading yet and was very anxious to, we were setting the table, and he gets the yellow stuff, and says, "F R E N C H S spells mustard!" after a tv ad of the day. We didn't know how to break the news to him...!