Scientifically Processed Animal Matter

On a quest to introduce the boys to foods from our childhoods, I bought a can of spam. I must admit, it was a little tough to put that can in my cart and even tougher to put it up on the conveyor belt for the whole world to see.

Yeah, I prominently display all natural, whole grain cooking materials while hiding Peanut Butter Crunch under organic vegetables. I'm like that.

The boys were a little disturbed by the whole idea of salted, preserved meat in a can. Then we opened it. I think I had blocked out the smell, texture, and feeling of spam. I guess time really does heal all wounds...

It looked like a hunk of gourmet catfood. And we were about to willingly injest it.

But not before we fried it up in a pan. (You must say 'fried it UP' or it doesn't sound right in this situation.)

Time must also have blocked out the saltiness factor. Wowza. Salty.

We read the packaging during dinner. Since it is only minimally disturbing and highly entertaining, I will now share this little gem with you:

Do not be fooled by the simplicity of this recipe. Yes, it is easy to make, but the flavor is complicated and exotic. Like something that fills your senses and pulls at your heartstrings and then flies away, wanting to be chased. And you will chase it, oh yes, you will. p.s. my son Jonah is coolest kid ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! way better than my other kids!!!!