This story would be much more colorful if this was a video blog instead of written, but I don’t have wifi so it’ll have to do.
A man with a very heavy redneck accent called the store this afternoon.
I’m talking VERY country, I almost couldn’t hear him over the banjo music.
'Yeah, I was wondering if you could do some research for me? I don't have a computer, and even if I did I wouldn't know how to use it,' he said.
'I can look up a book for you, if that's what you're after,' I answered.
'Well, I want to know if you have or can order me a book on recipes for wild game.'
'Sure, we should have a couple of them in our hunting section-'
'Oh, I was in there yesterday,' he interrupted. 'I picked up a book and I suppose I'll keep it even if it's not much for recipes.'
'So you already bought one? Which one is it, so that I'll skip over it if it comes up in my title search,' I asked.
'Well, it's a book or a magazine or whatever.'
'So is it a magazine then? I have two different searches for books and magazines.'
'I reckon it's a magazine. Has recipes in the back. But what I really need is a book that could tell me how much salt to put in the meat,' he said.
'I doubt there would be entire book on salting wild meat, it would just be a normal recipe book.'
'For squirrels and raccoons and the like?' he asked.
'I'd have to check once I find a book on the subject,' I answered.
Holy shit, I was having the hardest time not laughing at this guy’s ridiculousness.
Anyway, I found him a recipe book on ‘unique’ wild game.
Thought I’d share the entry for ‘Pounded Beaver’ with y’all, just in case you’ve been looking for one.
With optional Beaver Gravy.
*suggestive eyebrow wiggle*