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A Fistful Of Flavor
The Old West was a rowdy commotion of badges, bandits, and bullets; where the Good carried out the law, and the Bad carried out the loot. But in all the banks in all the West, there were no spoils more sought after than the tongue-tootin' belly-bootin' bonanza of flavor known as Saloon Nuts.
The Good, The Bad, And The Nutty
Billy the Kid was a rough and tumblin' outlaw set to hang for the murder of twenty-one men, but darned if he didn't cry like a wagon-rocked baby for one last taste of his Mesquite BBQ Almonds. When denied, he escaped the gallows, six-shooter in one hand, nuts in the other.
Gamblin' Garcia amassed his fortune fixing poker hands by marking cards with the zesty residue from his Honey Bourbon Cashews. Though eventually discovered and dis-fingered, Garcia was more than content to keep his nuts.
Even straight-laced, sharp-shootin' sister Annie Oakley once blasted the spectacles clean off an elderly man, warning, "If you want to keep your eyes, you best keep ‘em off my Salted Peanuts."
And though the Sundance Kid's rap sheet stretched longer than the Oregon Trail, his crimes were well-intentioned means to bankroll mass distribution of his family's famed Chili Lime Pistachios.
More exciting than a stagecoach shootout and more coveted than a bathtub of moonshine, the Saloon Nuts Fun Size Crate is what made the West so wild.
