My dearest husband is OBSESSED with smoking, curing and drying meat. You can learn from his endeavours!
Attempt No. 1: The Biltong Box. This was constructed out of an old cardboard box, lined with tin foil. It had an electric bulb put in it (to simulate the african sun) and a fan ripped out of a kids UFO toy (to simulate the african wind). Pieces of cut up raw beef (in place of antelope or whatever the fuck) were then laid over bamboo canes...
It was in our bedroom cos it didn't fit anywhere else. He turned the bastard thing on at bedtime and it sounded like a light aircraft trying to take off!
I was like, the
fuck? how long does this have to go ON for??! 3 DAYS!!! That was the end of that.
Attempt No. 2: putting said meat in the oven on 50o overnight with the oven door open. Inedible. Don't bother.
Attempt No. 3: The Prostitutes leg. This was an attempt to dry an entire pigs leg, trotter and all, in the bike shed. He'd packed it in salt for a few weeks beforehand. It hung in that shed for nearly a year, with this weird white fluffy mould all round it. He then gave it to my step Dad as a Christmas present
(I wouldn't let the kids eat any).
Attempt No. 4. Modified BBQ smoker. The ONLY successful one. He somehow modified a cheap B+Q bbq into a smoker, with a little container for wood chip and a chimney. This actually works ok, it's outside, and it doesn't involve trotters, so it's 'allowed'
Make of that what you will.