sticks of leathery dried meat, anyone?

Almost the first thing I saw this morning was heaven on a plate:


For some inexplicable reason, it reminded me of the vile pictures I took of my brother's jerky project.


Yes, friends and family, that is a pot of raw meat. Little Bro got a jerky blaster for Christmas and immediately used it on some of his venison.

Here are his top-secret ingredients:


He ended up getting a little creative with the spices; I was so proud of his culinary ambition.

The blaster in action:




Pretty neat I suppose, but I find the finished product (actually, the whole smelly process) to be completely unappetizing.



To each his own. I'll take the baklava.