Here's the Scoop: August 27, 2014

Fancy to meat you here
I don’t always adapt easily to change. Because of this fact, Saturday was a difficult day for me.
For those of you who didn’t attend the annual Street Fair in Margaretville, let me explain that my political party of choice switched gears in a radical way. After many years of selling BBQ chicken as a fund-raiser at this event, we shifted our focus to pulled pork. Insert your own political joke here.
Anyhow, I happen to be a huge fan of pulled pork. It’s one of my favorite meals. BBQ chicken, on the other hand, is not high on my list. Yes, I like the aroma of BBQ chicken and the taste is OK, but it’s not something I would ever choose to eat, given just about any other option.
Part of my outlook regarding BBQ chicken is the fact that a knife and fork are required dining tools. I have things to do and cutting food tends to slow me down. The bones are kind of gross, too.
Pulled pork, on the other hand, has many advantages. The number one difference is that pulled pork is generally eaten on a roll. A glob of Cole slaw on top makes for a “true” pulled pork sandwich.

Spotting the amateurs
I know I shouldn’t judge people like this, but I do. At Saturday’s fair I made mental notes about customers’ pulled pork experience. If they didn’t ask for Cole slaw with their meal I labeled them “pork-ies,” short for “pork rookies.” I realize there are some people who simply don’t enjoy the taste of Cole slaw. However, when it comes to pulled pork, certain rules must be followed.
For whatever reason, pork-ies or not, it seemed to me that pulled pork was an easier “sell” than BBQ chicken. Can public tastes be changing? Or, are folks “chickened out” by late August?
At most of these fairs, I tend to be a bit vocal in my attempts to convince visitors that they “need to eat what we’re selling.” This year was different, though. I had very little sleep the night before (pig-related stress, probably) and never really got into the spirit of hawking pulled pork. I’m sure some of my fellow party members were relieved at this turn of events.

Can’t believe I said that
I’m normally pretty mild mannered, but put me in a “selling” setting and it’s like someone else takes over my body. I tend to say things that others wouldn’t even dare think. The word “obnoxious” is one description of these sales actions. I mean no harm with my sales pitch, just trying to help the cause.
It could be me, but I think some of our “regular” customers were a bit disappointed that I didn’t hit them with my best “why you need to buy our pulled pork” approach. I’m pretty sure some of these folks actually hesitated at the table, wanting to be “sold” — even though they planned to make a purchase anyhow.
Instead, most of them got from me only a sleepy “Did you want Cole slaw with that?” Pork-ies.
— Brian Sweeney