Emergency Spam

Someone at work mentioned yesterday that SPAM was making a comeback.  We’re not talking about junk e-mails, we’re talking about Hormel’s canned cooked pork, launched in 1937, and grossing people out ever since.  I didn’t think it had ever really gone away because I’ve had a can of it in my cupboard since @1991.  The same can actually, until my husband ate it one day and I freaked out and bought a replacement that he now knows he is forbidden to touch.

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SPAM #2, hiding but ever-present in my top cupboard.

Memories are hazy but my mom gave me the original can when (I think) I went off to college. Either that or my first apartment 4 years later but I’m pretty sure it was freshman year.  The gist of this weird gift was that it was emergency food, and I’d never go hungry if I had it. I should keep it “just in case”.

Never being that desperate I didn’t open the can, but it became a weird lucky charm over the years that always moved with me from place to place. As I told the story to my co-worker, I started to wonder if I really still had the can, it had been so long since I’d noticed it.  But yup, there it was last night, in the back of the top shelf behind the green tea bags and panko bread crumbs. And now you know.

About deepfriedyankee

I am a parade of one. A seeker of bathtubmarys. A lover of Mardi Gras, bacon and marbles. I have the patience of a saint. A very, very flawed saint.
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5 Responses to Emergency Spam

  1. Mandy says:

    I’m trying to decide if I should be offended that she never gifted me with a lucky can of Spam.

    • Maybe she was nervous because I was the first one leave. IDK if she even recalls doing that.

      • Mandy says:

        She probably doesn’t. But I get being extra weird with the oldest. Nora’s home all afternoon by herself for her exam week and I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m crazy with all the various warnings and instructions I gave her today.

  2. I love Spam. I’d be happy to get it as a gift. 🙂

  3. salpal1 says:

    Lol I don’t have spam, but my grandmother did, on the “Sunday night shelf” a place where canned goods were kept, that could be used to make Sunday night light supper. A hold out from her childhood where nobody did work on Sundays, even the Mom. We still call the canned goods shelf the Sunday night shelf…

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