Bending the RulesChapter 3
I didn't get my shipment from Mr. Davis until that next Friday morning. I got a phone call from the air freight people out at the airport telling me that it was ready to be picked up. I drove over there, excited about seeing whether the jerky and other products were as good as he'd said. J. C. had told me that his Idaho friend made a jerky good enough to compete with Earle's, but I'd learned that there were a lot of different opinions when it came to beef jerky. So far, out of everything...