Spam

Saw this in WalMart. Just had to buy it. BACON SPAM
My mouth watered at the thought.



However I was disappointed. It had no discernible bacon flavor. It tasted like regular Spam. Which I love. But no bacon taste whatsoever. So no need for me to buy it again.

Phil

Haha, you have to wonder if that was just a marketing ploy with the recent trend of "bacon everything".

I find that it has a slight bacon flavor. Try smoking spam in the block. That makes it truly delicious and far better than the bacon spam. At one time I found "smoked" spam on their website. That's what gave me the idea for me to smoke it. When I do smoke spam I let the neighbors know ahead of time and I load the smoker.

I find it. When I do smoke spam I let the neighbors know ahead of time and I load the smoker.

Let them know to smoke some for them or let them know as a warning?

:-) So that they can buy what they want smoked. Once they taste it they're hooked. I've actually created a problem for myself. The last time I had so much spam of theirs to do I didn't have room for all of mine and I had to do a 2nd batch.

At one time I thought spam was ground up rectums and other taint (taint fit to eat). But it's just boston butt. The same as I use for southern BBQ.

You guys are all too young! In the 40's and 50's it was a common item in most home cupboards. WWII vets came home having developed a taste for this meat. Everyone was poor and this was a cheap canned meat that didn't require refrigeration. It was a staple in my house for Saturday and Sunday breakfast, fried and served with eggs and toast. I buy it on occasion to this day for use in weekend breakfasts.

C'mon guys, its really just cat food marketed for humans. And y'all fell for it.

My wife grew up on the Navajo res at the four corners. Aside from mutton and goat, this was their delicacy. She will fry up some on occasion. I go outside to shovel cow poo to get the smell out of my nose.

Since I am full of information I have no clue how to use, I thought I would impart a few gee wiz info to you guys since you are into Spam;
Hawaii is the number one market for Spam. They use it in everything. There is a limit of 5 cans per person in the grocery store. 6 million cans of Spam are sold there every yr. thats literally 5 cans per person for every person in Hawaii.
It started in WWII with the military presence. Since the remote islands have no way to support such a large influx of mouths to feed, potted meat was the only choice. Since it never goes bad and doesnt have to be refrigerated, you get Spam to fill the void. Enter the Pacific Islanders, and their incorporation of Spam into their dishes, and you have a huge new way of eating it.

But I tap out as soon as the tab gets pulled. The cat runs to it, I run for the door.

I like spam. My dad was very poor growing up and it was a part of his diet. I guess that carried over to him raising me and my siblings. My wife can't stand it so I haven't had it in years. After reading about smoking it, looks like it might show up on our next grocery list.

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C'mon guys, its really just cat food marketed for humans. And y'all fell for it.

My wife grew up on the Navajo res at the four corners. Aside from mutton and goat, this was their delicacy. She will fry up some on occasion. I go outside to shovel cow poo to get the smell out of my nose.

Since I am full of information I have no clue how to use, I thought I would impart a few gee wiz info to you guys since you are into Spam;
Hawaii is the number one market for Spam. They use it in everything. There is a limit of 5 cans per person in the grocery store. 6 million cans of Spam are sold there every yr. thats literally 5 cans per person for every person in Hawaii.
It started in WWII with the military presence. Since the remote islands have no way to support such a large influx of mouths to feed, potted meat was the only choice. Since it never goes bad and doesnt have to be refrigerated, you get Spam to fill the void. Enter the Pacific Islanders, and their incorporation of Spam into their dishes, and you have a huge new way of eating it.

But I tap out as soon as the tab gets pulled. The cat runs to it, I run for the door.

It ain't that bad, and it looks nothing like the stuff in the bag I feed my cat.

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You guys are all too young! In the 40's and 50's it was a common item in most home cupboards. WWII vets came home having developed a taste for this meat. Everyone was poor and this was a cheap canned meat that didn't require refrigeration. It was a staple in my house for Saturday and Sunday breakfast, fried and served with eggs and toast. I buy it on occasion to this day for use in weekend breakfasts.

I can identify with that Dan. Growing up back in the early 50s I remember we had a can stored in the cellar in the makeshift bomb shelter pantry. We would ask our mother what it was and how it tasted and she would always say “ask your father”. He had to eat it a few times when he was in the Pacific during WWII. He would say “Forget it, it’s a last resort”. Then one year we had a nasty hurricane come through that knocked out power for days and we talked our Mom into opening the spam and frying it. At that point I realized when my father says something, I should listen. Its great for folks who like it, I just can't seem to stand it.