Pulled Pork On SOOC Saturday

Every 4th of July we rely on Neighbors Sue and Steve to have a wonderful garden party/fireworks show. We get dressed up and she serves the most delicious food. This year we had to hang out at Neighbor Leigh’s in our bathing suits because Neighbors Sue and Steve were in Europe for a month.

How dare they? How elitist!

We decided to have our bi/not so bi annual food competition as well. I declined to participate because we were just getting back from vacation and the boy was leaving for camp and I was sad about both. I didn’t want to cook.

To which Neighbor Leigh called me lame. I can feel the love.

It’s Saturday…And on Saturday, I clean my house and I goof off – simultaneously.

I wanted to show you this treasure (I think this may be the goofing off part of my Saturday.) It’s the coveted Horse’s Butt Trophy. Everyone wants it. They’re willing to insult, berate, and belittle their neighbors and loved ones for it. They absolutely lose their minds over it. They salivate over it. They want it badly.

Lets introduce the election board. After about five contest, I think they have it down. They really know how to spot corruption and stuffed ballots.

I’m not naming any names but…

Here is exhibit number 1. Neighbor Ted finished his trash talking and was so confident he was going to get it that he started practicing his “I’m so surprised” expression for when his name was called.

He practiced his speech – it’s hubris I tell you.

And when the votes were tabulated, the results were annouced, and Neighbor Ted was in third place – with zero votes. At least he placed.

He didn’t even vote for himself!

His pulled pork wasn’t that bad. I don’t want to say anything about it because he really spent a lot of time making it. Lets just say that the husband said it wasn’t pulled pork, it was chopped pork. Which was a real insult to Neighbor Ted who then said that aliens were going to zap the husband’s (butt) out of the cockpit one day. 

Enough about the man insults.

So – moving on. The second place winner was Neighbor Ken with a North Carolina version of pulled pork. It was deliciously vinegery.

And the winner was Neighbor Yvonne! Congratulations on your second win! Never mind Neighbor Ted’s boos. He not only chops his pork, he’s a bad loser too.

Neighbor Yvonne pulled pork was barbeque-y and the texture was great because there were some parts that were crusty. I think she grilled her pork before pulling it. I’ll have to get you the recipe. Yum!

And all rejoiced for another wonderful cooking competition. I just realized that I didn’t take a photo of the pulled pork. In any event, pulled pork is easier to eat than to look at, let us put it that way.

Maybe next time Neighbor Ted.

We were trying to decide what the next competition will be. Someone suggested martinis and the more we discussed it, the more we decided it was irresponsible. And the board of elections would be too young to participate, which would just kill them. Then someone suggested soup, which sounds like a great idea for a fall competition. But when someone said soup and martinis – lets just say I wanted to throw up right there.

Then we celebrated by doing something very responsible and very legal – I think.

All photos are SOOC (I’m goofing off today remember?) and posted on Melody’s SOOC Saturday. You should visit. She touches me so.

And oh – visit me on Vision and Verb today, please. The ladies over ther are not lame.