Is it just me ?

I like mine sliced about 1/4 inch thick and fried. It's good with an egg or two, over-easy.

Or, I cut a couple of those slices into chunks and fry it up with a chunked potato and a handful of chopped onion until they're tender, and then scramble in a couple eggs.

Michelle likes hers topped with shredded cheese and fired-up with a bit of hot sauce.
 
  • Pork with Ham
  • Salt
  • Water
  • Potato Starch
  • Sugar
  • Sodium Nitrate
Not far off from what's in a ham you buy at the market. Admittedly, doesn't taste the same, but they both marry nicely with honey, brown sugar, and/or pineapple. 😁
I was thinking of the classic Spam with almost 800 grams of sodium. However, they now have Spam Lite which has 50% less fat and 25% less sodium. They even have a maple flavored one, which would make a pretty good sandwich if you're hiking.

For home use, I would still probably opt for organic ham that I know is free from antibiotics and hormones, but hey, we're probably all gonna die from micro-plastics anyway, so it may all be for naught.
 
I get cravings, but I don't think I'll ever get a craving for Spam. We'd having it fried occasionally as a kid, but I didn't like it even back then.

One thing I really liked and now that I'm thinking about it, I'm hungry for it: Dried beef gravy on biscuits. The dried beef came in thin sheets in little jars (which were then recycled into juice glasses). Mom would rip it up, sizzle it in a little butter and then make a gravy out of flour and milk and pepper. It was very salty and tasty. A real quick meal.
 
I was thinking of the classic Spam with almost 800 grams of sodium.
Back in the day before everyone had a refrigerator, meat was salted for storage. My great-grandmother didn't get a fridge until the mid-1960s. I remember she had several crocks in her back yard and a few in her basement, and I remember watching her lay cuts of pork in one of them - a layer of salt, a slab of meat, again and again until she was out of meat or the crock was full. She did the same with eggs. She had about 100 hens. She didn't store their meat, though. You kill those when you're gonna eat them. And fish was smoked. Put in a smoker, I mean.

Anyway, her family ate salted pork for years, and no one had a heart attack because of it. But I suppose there's a difference between actual salt and sodium and sodium nitrate. Industrial salt.
 
Back in the day before everyone had a refrigerator, meat was salted for storage. My great-grandmother didn't get a fridge until the mid-1960s. I remember she had several crocks in her back yard and a few in her basement, and I remember watching her lay cuts of pork in one of them - a layer of salt, a slab of meat, again and again until she was out of meat or the crock was full. She did the same with eggs. She had about 100 hens. She didn't store their meat, though. You kill those when you're gonna eat them. And fish was smoked. Put in a smoker, I mean.

Anyway, her family ate salted pork for years, and no one had a heart attack because of it. But I suppose there's a difference between actual salt and sodium and sodium nitrate. Industrial salt.
You're right. There are so many factors that contribute to health outcomes. There is heredity, lifestyle, stress (Or not), exposure to the environment, diet, drinking, smoking, social participation, and general level of happiness. Two people can have the same diet, but if one is active and has low stress, the diet doesn't matter as much.
 
You're right. There are so many factors that contribute to health outcomes. There is heredity, lifestyle, stress (Or not), exposure to the environment, diet, drinking, smoking, social participation, and general level of happiness. Two people can have the same diet, but if one is active and has low stress, the diet doesn't matter as much.
I just remembered that the eggs went into a crock with layers of slaked lime, not salt. Gramma used to buy these massive bags of salt and slaked lime from the local butcher. And they were pretty cheap. She'd buy tubs of pure lard, too.

But, yeah, her family were all farmers. They worked hard all day, and played hard til bedtime. They were all sturdy and solid ...short, but solid. Plus, they ate natural food their whole lives, you know? What was grown and raised on their farm and their neighbor's farms, and what they fished from the river, and fresh meat from the local butcher. Ours was a dairy farm, so we'd take milk and cream over to great-gramma's every Saturday, and my great-uncles would be there to get theirs and give us fish in exchange. Then gramps would bust out his accordion and we'd all party hard. 🤪

Good times, man.
 
I just remembered that the eggs went into a crock with layers of slaked lime, not salt. Gramma used to buy these massive bags of salt and slaked lime from the local butcher. And they were pretty cheap. She'd buy tubs of pure lard, too.

But, yeah, her family were all farmers. They worked hard all day, and played hard til bedtime. They were all sturdy and solid ...short, but solid. Plus, they ate natural food their whole lives, you know? What was grown and raised on their farm and their neighbor's farms, and what they fished from the river, and fresh meat from the local butcher. Ours was a dairy farm, so we'd take milk and cream over to great-gramma's every Saturday, and my great-uncles would be there to get theirs and give us fish in exchange. Then gramps would bust out his accordion and we'd all party hard. 🤪

Good times, man.
Sounds like a wonderful family and great memories. I know progress is always pushing us forward into a tech generation, but it's great for those of us who had the stellar opportunity to witness what it was like in a simpler time and very wholesome down-to-earth living. Good times indeed.
 
I like Spam, and do buy the less salt one. DO not care for the flavored ones much. A piece of spam fried by itself , top with cheese and toast or make sandwich is really good. a SIL of mine use to fry Spam in grease- sigh and have fried potatoes and ranch style beans. She weighed maybe a 100 lbs. It was sooo good!
 
Can't quite put my finger on it but for some reason when looking at the thread topics this morning I've suddenly developed a craving for.....

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Spam (other than being a great song) is a weird food. Frankenstein food.

The trouble is, when fried, it's to die for.

Now, I've not had it for many years, but I remember back in the day eating it battered. It's fantastic!
 


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