After all the meat was prepared, and the smoker was hot, Phil realized that we didn't have any skewers. Fear not! My eagle scout husband went into the backyard and clipped some bamboo to fashion his own skewers. 
He measured and cut the skewers to fit perfectly inside the smoker, and Clare watched (oh so intently) from her throne.
He skillfully filled the skewers with the meat...
Then he strategically lined the shelf with one slice per opening.
One row done...a few to go...
This was just a little while before the finished product.
The waiting game...
First bite...YUMMY!
Second bite...even better!
Snacking on jerky!
And they all lived happily ever after!
3 comments:
Cute little story!
The jerky almost looks like bacon strips. I makes me wonder if it is possible to make homemade bacon...?
You should go into business!
Oh Phil, Bob Clouse would be SOOOOOO impressed right now. Nice work!! And what a manly man to feed his family on tasty dried meat that will last for months. : )
My favorite part is "and they all lived happily ever after". haha. Corrie, you're too funny!!! : ) Great bloggin, as always!
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