This past Saturday, Mom went to her first gun show. She did all the requisite activities - joined the NRA and got a free hat, peered in cases full of WWII memorabilia, handled lots of (pink and non) guns while keeping her finger off the trigger, admired the unique and antique, wandered off with me while Mike got lost in the earthtone and denim crowd, waited patiently while I looked at knives, bought something from the military surplus booth, picked up some literature on CCW classes...you know, the usual.
It was a decent gun show and we had a good time, with one exception: STILL NO JERKY. Sure, you can buy giant smurf blue ropes of sour licorice or even cranberry apricot trail mix, but no spicy dessicated meat. What is wrong with Ohio that there is never any jerky at our gunshows?