Cavemen invented it. Attila the Hun enjoyed the horse-meat variety. Pioneers and cowboys survived on it. We’re not talking about your 7-11 sodium nitrate–filled teriyaki version of it, we’re talking about real jerky, homemade jerky.
“Bah humbug,” you may think after reading this review. Or “She sure is a Grumpy Cat!” Sorry, but this job is essentially to provide a community and consumer service. Therefore, I am obligated to tell you about a recent evening I spent pushing food around my plate and being treated indifferently for a few hours, and then paying for it.