My town has a farmer's market. Very commonplace sort of thing, yes, but today I ended up on the pickles line because of one of my friends. I ran into her, and she wanted pickles, so it's only natural that that's where I found myself.
Anywho, I found the guy running the stand fascinating. He had some of the best showmanship I've seen in a while. He was selling these pickled mushrooms, pickled tomatoes, pickled peppers, pickled pickles, and boy was he doing a good job of it.
And just to prove this, the title of the blog is something he said repeatedly that stuck in my mind. He was very effectively advertising his pickles and how cheap they were. It's sort of a skill that's evaporated over time. I wish more people would use it. It's quite fun. Plus, they'd make more money. Now I should learn it. I'll watch him next week.
P.S. Sorry if I'm a bit over-obbsessive with the tags. :P
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This awful friend of yours dragged you to the pickle line? Tsk, tsk, tsk... I hope you didn't have to pay, too... ;P
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