Not more SPAM!

Growing up with my grandfather was an interesting experience. He was always cooking up something qustionable and selling the idea as delicious. One of these things was SPAM. He bought crates of that stuff, or so it seemed, and would cook it up with breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He loved that stuff. And what's not to love about meat in a can?! Really.

I came across today something that brought back rushing memories of waking up late on weekends to the pan-seared smell of byproduct fat and the sizzling sounds in all their glory.

SPAM wrote a book. That's right. A book. And it came with a nifty commercial by the name of Toastvertising.

The videos are kind of cool. Check them out.


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I love toast for breakfast.