Spam Spam Spam Spam....

I love spam, cold or hot, by itself or in something else. I live in the home state of spam. I have a spam hat. I actually have a friend who would take a can of spam to a local cafe so they could make him spam sandwiches when he ate there. Spam, it's whats for dinner (sometimes). I have often wished I had the guts to serve spam like it shows on the can, cloves and all for a major holiday dinner. That would probably solve the relative's "Who's having Christmas dinner next year?" question.
 

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