<HTML><BODY style="word-wrap: break-word; -khtml-nbsp-mode: space; -khtml-line-break: after-white-space; ">This has also been discussed on the HOPE listserve. <DIV><BR class="khtml-block-placeholder"></DIV><DIV>Believe it or not, this is apparently semi-legitimate. When these meat trucks make a delivery, if there is left-over food, it is often easier to sell it to someone nearby than to truck it back to the farm. No one I know of has been hurt by these meat-selling guys, and some people use them regularly to get a great price on high-quality butchered meats. (Maybe we should ask him if he'd like to come to our farmer's market next time!)</DIV><DIV><BR class="khtml-block-placeholder"></DIV><DIV>The reason I say it is "semi-legitimate" is that sometimes (but definitely not always) the people delivering the meat will deliver less meat to the store than was ordered, and take the leftovers and sell it at a higher (closer to retail) price to individuals in the neighborhoods. </DIV><DIV><BR class="khtml-block-placeholder"></DIV><DIV>-Sarah</DIV><DIV><BR class="khtml-block-placeholder"></DIV><DIV><BR><DIV><DIV>On Mar 23, 2007, at 9:11 AM, <A href="mailto:Euniverz@aol.com">Euniverz@aol.com</A> wrote:</DIV><BR class="Apple-interchange-newline"><BLOCKQUOTE type="cite"><FONT id="role_document" face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"> <DIV>I'll throw my suspicious incident into the mix.</DIV> <DIV> </DIV> <DIV>On Saturday, someone knocked on my door. The "other" man of the house, my imposing, loveably ugly, 90 pound bulldawg, launched into action and barked madly and continuously. It backed the man off the front porch and from the window I could see the man was suddenly far more concerned that someone might actually OPEN the door and let the dog out!!! AHA!!! That's when I know I'm back in control....</DIV> <DIV> </DIV> <DIV>Anyway, the guy said he was "selling" cuts of beef and chicken. He had a white pick up truck with red block lettering that said "beef" "chicken". There were open boxes strewn in the bed of the truck that looked like waxy frozen meat cases. I opened the door just a crack, told him I was a vegetarian, but the dogs eat meat (still barking his head off), smiled, and closed the door. He was very diligent and was SURE the gate was latched when he made it to the other side.</DIV> <DIV> </DIV> <DIV>I thought it very odd that someone would try to sell meat off the back of a truck (can you say e. coli?) and figured it was just a stolen shipment of meat, but who knows, maybe his intentions were different.</DIV> <DIV> </DIV> <DIV>Adrianne Lefkowitz</DIV> <DIV>Madison Street</DIV></FONT><BR> </BLOCKQUOTE></DIV><BR></DIV></BODY></HTML>