The last couple of years, I’ve been off meat, generally. If it’s bloody, it’s out. I know, kind of weenie. Believe me, I have tried. But unless it’s stringy, in a pattie, in casing or bacon, no go.
But our friends have been raving about this local meaterie, Fleisher’s. It’s the next town over, about a 30 minute drive. High-end stuff, all organic. So we finally go on Saturday and at first, I’m a little wary. The vibe is well… all-meat, all-the-time. A hand-painted sign above a cabinet full of spices commands “Rub Your Meat.” Five points for bawdy humor. Although, I steer far away from the ribeye and steak section, which, I know, if that’s your thing, these babies are like the gleaming rubies of Meatville. But when in Rome….
About 10 of us were waiting around for 15-20 minutes while the clerk took what seemed like forever helping the guy in front of us (he’d never heard of kielbasa!). More and more people were piling in. Call me impatient.
Finally, it’s our turn. The sign says, among other things that meatballs and hot dogs are their specialty. So that seems like a must. I’ll do meatballs. And sausages… fancy kinds. Moroccan lamb, kielbasa, that kind of thing. Admittedly, I’m dawdling. Mentally planning menus in my mind, trying to calculate what’s already in our cupboards. Plus there’s an entire case of gourmet cheese to deliberate over. The clerk offers me samples and I halfheartedly say no thank you, mentioning the other people waiting in line. But he insists, adding “everyone gets the same personal attention here, there’s no rush.” Wow. Really? How wonderful it is to be a customer! Decidedly, I LOVE this place. I purchase way more than intended, including a $19/lb (!) hunk of cheese and casually mention that it’s our first time in the shop. Without hesitation, the clerk (who I now realize is the owner a.k.a. the “Mooru,” brilliant!) insists we grab a package of gourmet specialty hot dogs from the freezer, complementary. Wow, again. I already love them. But now, as easy as that, I’m a fan for life. I don’t even like meat, mostly 
.
What do you know. Quality, personal attention, and added value strike again.
Tags: CUT THROUGH THE NOISE, KATE BRADLEY, MASOKO SOCIAL, OUTLANDOS MUSIC, The Value of Emotional Value —
10/12/09
Categories: CUT THROUGH THE NOISE • KATE BRADLEY • MASOKO SOCIAL • OUTLANDOS MUSIC
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Hi Kate
Congratulations….protein is good for you….
Andy
I’m definitely heading there next time I need some meat. You sold me on it..well, you AND the burger I had from Fleishers.