04-09-2008, 02:11 PM
SPAM! SPAM! Spam! A La "Monty Python"!
Spam was a necessary food in my Uncle Johnny Harrington's house. Johnny was 82nd ABN vet and LOVED it! His 6 children still talk about Spam.
My Dad would get "spam cravings" periodically. There was always a can in the cupboard
and I recall my mother frying it up for him with butter and serving it with hash browns.
My brother Fran liked it, but not me!
The other thing my father crave was "hash". Does anyone make hash anymore?
m2