I was in a grocery store last week and saw a box of spam casserole, or something like that. I think it was like Spamburger Helper. Who knew.
My mother-in-law grew up in Philadelphia and loved scrapple. My father grew up in Philadelphia and hated it.
We were given spam as kids (but then you couldn't get your shoes on two hours later). I think it must have been at the end of the month right before payday.
Which reminds me... remember when flank steak was one of the measl when the food money was running low? Now you practically have to borrow from your 401k to buy it.
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