Vaguely related to your offtopicism, my favourite detective fiction author was the genius behind the real life "Mustard Club" teaser campaign.

It had various marketing paraphenalia and I'm a proud owner of a membership pin (in the shape of a mustard pot natch).

Nothing to do with Cleveland or radio apparatus sadly.

Oh come on. I like homonyms as much as the next guy, but you know this wasn’t about lunch meat. Stop it.