The girl at the counter repeated something that sounded like "no mustard.' Kent repeated, "No mustard." She asked again to be sure. "no mustard." What she really said was "No maso."
What he got was a bun, with just cheese.
Maso means meat.
And, along the lines of Evil McD's empire shutting out the local mom and Pop store, directly behind the McDonald's was this homestyle Czech restaurant, which we did not patronize. If it had been just our family, we might have pulled it off, but we didn't even notice it until we were sitting outside in the "play space"
Here are the play space rules.