As you’re driving to Friant, just after the Topiary Zoo on your left, there is a small beef and venison jerky stand operating out of the back of a truck alongside the road. You’ll see the signs for about about a quarter of a mile before you get there. I know that description sounds dodgy as hell, but their venison jerky is the best I’ve ever had. I lived for too many years in northern Michigan, where vension jerky is practically a food group, and I can honestly say that this place’s jerky beats any I ever had as a Yooper. It’s smoky, not-too-sweet, and delightfully chewy without being jaw achingly tough. I can’t remember what this place is called, or if it even has a name, but if you’re up that way and see that truck, for God’s sake stop and get some jerky!
