Spam. My first memory of Spam was after John and I married. We were living in East Moline, Illinois and John worked as an engineer for Huber, Hunt and Nichols, a large construction firm that was building the John Deere International Headquarters nearby.
Each day, John would take his lunch and his "meal" of choice was a Spam sandwich. As I remember, I had never heard of Spam, this meat in a can. But I do remember the first time I removed the key form the bottom of the can, wound the strip around this rectangular can to expose the delicacy that John so loved. Eeeuuu.
Eventually, he convinced me to eat Spam.
When Bill Osborne of Seeing the USA blogged about his and Kris' trip to the Spam Museum in Austin, Minnesota, I told John about it. John just had to go to the Spam Museum.
John is a happy camper now! The personnel welcomed us with smiling faces and a cheery greeting as we entered the lobby of the museum. Above the entry doors is a rotating world globe surrounded by spam cans. Passing through the lobby we find photos of recipes, including photos, of meals containing Spam.
Then we toured the display of the making and canning of spam and the history of the Hormel company. There were some interactive displays to test your skills of Spammanship. I declined.
John enjoyed the tour, I thought it was one huge commercial!
Three cans of Spam were purchased. Bacon Spam, Jalapeno Spam, and Hot and Spicy Spam. Bacon Spam was served by John with our eggs and toast. Waaaay to salty for my taste. John was left to eat the rest over the next few days.
Thanks for joining us today. If you have enjoyed Spam in your past, or even now, this is a place you would enjoy visiting. I'd rather be at a Farmer's Market.
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Until next time, God bless y'all!