Rose-Aimée, known as Etna to her friends, was the only daughter of an ocean-going sailor. It was while accompanying her father on a voyage that she discovered mustard and decided to bring it back with her to Canada.
She appreciated this pungent spice not only for its culinary qualities, but also for its ability to inflame the senses, provoke lively discussion and warm hearts in the polar cold.
It's fair to say that at the time, she was living mustard, so obsessed was she with its transformation.
One day, during a social evening at the Citadelle of Quebec, Etna met a young officer named Edgar Moutarde. Destiny was calling! Watching him, Etna felt a strange chemistry developing between them. There was a calm poise about him that contrasted with the volcanic energy she exuded.
On their wedding day, Etna, true to her temper and practicality, gave her young husband a most surprising and unexpected gift: a mustard soap. This soap, made and designed to warm the body and stimulate the senses, was ideal for long military campaigns. ‘To keep you warm when you're away,’ she told him with a mischievous, tender smile.
And Edgar found that it did indeed comfort him and keep him warm on cold evenings, so much so that his men took notice and asked him to have mustard soaps too.
Rumours of the soap's amazing properties soon reached far more influential ears. Soon, what had started out as an affectionate gesture from a wife to her husband became a sought-after luxury product.
Etna went to the military camp to meet her husband and his men. She made such an impression that she became a legend! She arrived dressed in a flamboyant outfit, which only she knew how to wear, and brought with her cases of soap. The meeting between the colonel's wife and her soldiers was a memorable moment. The soap became not only a tool for well-being, but also a symbol of Etna's love for her husband and their passion for adventure.
And while it proudly bore her name and heritage, the spice of passion, comfort and human warmth had never been so present in homes, armies and minds. Madame Colonelle Moutarde had not only conquered the seas and the kitchens, but had also established herself as the mastermind of a much gentler, more intimate, but just as all-consuming revolution: the art of warming the body and soul with a little spice.
She appreciated this pungent spice not only for its culinary qualities, but also for its ability to inflame the senses, provoke lively discussion and warm hearts in the polar cold.
It's fair to say that at the time, she was living mustard, so obsessed was she with its transformation.
One day, during a social evening at the Citadelle of Quebec, Etna met a young officer named Edgar Moutarde. Destiny was calling! Watching him, Etna felt a strange chemistry developing between them. There was a calm poise about him that contrasted with the volcanic energy she exuded.
On their wedding day, Etna, true to her temper and practicality, gave her young husband a most surprising and unexpected gift: a mustard soap. This soap, made and designed to warm the body and stimulate the senses, was ideal for long military campaigns. ‘To keep you warm when you're away,’ she told him with a mischievous, tender smile.
And Edgar found that it did indeed comfort him and keep him warm on cold evenings, so much so that his men took notice and asked him to have mustard soaps too.
Rumours of the soap's amazing properties soon reached far more influential ears. Soon, what had started out as an affectionate gesture from a wife to her husband became a sought-after luxury product.
Etna went to the military camp to meet her husband and his men. She made such an impression that she became a legend! She arrived dressed in a flamboyant outfit, which only she knew how to wear, and brought with her cases of soap. The meeting between the colonel's wife and her soldiers was a memorable moment. The soap became not only a tool for well-being, but also a symbol of Etna's love for her husband and their passion for adventure.
And while it proudly bore her name and heritage, the spice of passion, comfort and human warmth had never been so present in homes, armies and minds. Madame Colonelle Moutarde had not only conquered the seas and the kitchens, but had also established herself as the mastermind of a much gentler, more intimate, but just as all-consuming revolution: the art of warming the body and soul with a little spice.
