In praise of spam
Whatever could be good about spam?
No, not that kind, this kind. The kind I remember not all that fondly from my youth, when every home (including mine) sported a few cans in the cupboard.
In my house, they were placed up high, where I couldn't reach them--not that I ever wanted to. I'd eaten Spam a few times and found it somewhat wanting, although I wasn't exactly a toddler gourmet (baloney on Wonder Bread, I seem to recall, was my idea of Awfully Good. And Kraft dinner--macaroni and cheese--my absolute favorite).
Spam has become a pejorative. But if you follow the link you'll find that during WWII it was a lifesaver, literally. In fact, it may have been responsible for Hitler's defeat.
What am I talking about? Have I taken leave of my senses? Well, see here:
Nikita Krushchev once credited SPAM with the survival of the WWII Russian army. ''Without SPAM, we wouldn't have been able to feed our army,'' he said.
And it's not only the survival of the Russian army. It may be the secret to the survival of none other than Robert Byrd (although, with its approximately 82% fat content, it's a bit hard to see how):
Senator Robert Byrd of West Virginia eats a sandwich of SPAM and mayonnaise on white bread three times a week.
That's a lotta Spam. More, even, than I got here before I installed Blogger's word verification system in my comments section.
Other Spam facts of interest: developed in 1926, it was the first canned meat product that didn't require refrigeration. But it didn't take off until 1937, when its old name ("Hormel Spiced Meat") was changed, as the result of a contest, to the winning classic, "Spam."
The rest, as they say, is history.