Monday, October 13, 2008
Spam
So today I had spam, thus satisfying the weird white trash part of me that craves it like once a year. It reminds me of Julie's saying that most cravings are because the body is trying to tell you it needs something in that food. So apparently once a year I need a buttload of salt, because that is basically what Spam tastes like and is primarily made up of. Spam is short for "spiced ham" but I don't know where they get that, it should be Sasa, "salt salt."
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On Sunday mornings, my mother used to fix pancakes and fried slices of Spam. I guess it was good, but I don't remember what it tastes like. And now I don't eat pork of any kind. I suspect that like Coca-Cola and many other products, the taste has changed over the years. No, not like the "good old days." haha
Why didn't you have spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, eggs, bacon, and spam?
Eric
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