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Originally Posted by mill
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I had my first "experience" of horseradish at a German social club in Sydney's west about 10 years ago. Never going to forget it! Went with a mate and we ordered a Pork Knuckle each- out came half a pig, each! It was accompanied by an assortment of sauces- never thought Germans had so many varieties of 'mustard'.
Liking the 'MasterFoods' German mustard, I slopped on a hearty gloop of the 'mustard' closest to me and down the hatch! I spontaneously stopped breathing when the fumes cut into my nostrils. I wanted to rip my entire nasal cavity out of my head with my bare hands. My nose dripped like a tap, and with my crying eyes and perspiration I was near dehydrated to a crisp in moments. I tried to drink water, but I had no swallowing reflex.
My mate didn't blink. He had a death wish himself. He didn't touch any of the other 'mustards'. Not only finished the entire horseradish pot, he ordered some more to finish of his knuckle with!
I managed to get some tucker in after a long while. Shame I couldn't taste anything though, as I'm a fan of pork knuckle!
Craig, I apologise that I did actually get the security guards mixed up,
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