Boy Scout Dedication Wins The Day
When I was a young boy scout, we had competitions at our district campouts. One of the competitions was for cooking. For the winter campout, Saturday dinner was our judged meal.
The judges would inspect our cooking area while we were preparing the food, but for the meal, we had to deliver a plate to the headquarters cabin. My patrol were never great cooks, so we didn’t usually do well in cooking. But this time, I actually bothered to read the judging rubric for the competition.
I noticed that presentation counted for a strangely high number of points, like 40 out of a 100, which was higher than taste or cleanliness. When it came time to serve dinner, I showed up at the cabin with an actual china plate from the thrift store. Our slop was artfully arranged on it.
I had a towel over my arm and was wearing the top half of my school band tux, complete with bow tie and cummerbund. I even sort of combed my hair. I formally presented our meal and left.
We maxed out presentation points and won the blue ribbon for cooking. After that, presentation didn’t count for much, if any, points. Story credit: Reddit / Big_T_464