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Discussion in 'Preparedness & Survival' started by NuthinFancy, Sep 24, 2011.
Spam Turns Serious and Hormel Turns Out More - NYTimes.com
Monty Python - Spam - YouTube
although completely relevent today, that article is from 2008! And we're NOT in a recession?!?
And we're NOT in a recession?!? :bluelaugh::huh::laugh:
Well, I for one, enjoy spam...always have, always will...heart attack in a can....
You haven't had Spam until you're had Spam musubi.
Found out about this when I was in Hawaii, I was hooked.
Spam musubi - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
I admit I like spam occasionally, I really like to slice and fry it and make a sandwhich. I bought a bunch to put on the shelf, as part of my preparedness
Try Spam Turkey. Its very good, and about 1/3 the fat of regular Spam. Bimart has it. I fried a bit up camping this year & the girls & kids all liked it too.
I ate spam for breakfast with eggs. My fiance can't stand it, but her girls love it! great for an easy delicious meal!
Shouldn't that be called Spurkey?
Fry your spam then cut it into small pieces. Add it to your scrambled eggs with cheese. With sourdough toast and hashbrowns you have a meal fit for a king...of the road.
Goes great with the old stogies I found.
sounds Spam-A-rific,, or spamelicious
Like a spamgasm of flavor?
The economy goes bad and more spam is sold. If the economy gets even worse, will cat food production go up?
Try the low-sodium SPAM, really good stuff. I'm not sure how SPAM got such a bad reputation--it's boston butt and ham mixed together, nothing more really.
Having talked to relatives who had lived through the last depression I can tell you how bad it can get. Seems a politician running for office ran on a slogan of a chicken in every pot. Upon hearing this one of my relatives said it would be great to eat chicken as he had eaten so many wild rabbits he had to catch his butt to wipe it.
While the joke about eating rabbits is funny, it was true for my dad. He grew up in Topeka, KS during the depression. Many times the only meat they had to eat were the rabbits my dad shot. I have an old black and white photo of him and a buddy standing by the trunk of an old Ford sedan with literally a bushel basket full of rabbits.
I was a lot of similar stories by Dad, Mom, Uncles, Aunts, grand parents, why everyone gets the picture, that is why I made sure I have knew how to hunt, fish and make shelter in the woods for hunting trips. They ate spam when they could afford it and enjoyed.
My dad told my older brother this story and yes we lived on alot of wild game as I grew up. My neck still swells during rutting season. People who turn their nose up at spam today my have a rude awakening down the road. Bon apetite.
Times are getting difficult for alot of businesses. I hear Hooters is now offering service door to door... called "Knockers"