SPAM, a timely subject. This morning was one of those I could not make myself sleep in. I have been a good boy lately and my breakfast has consisted of a cut peach in a bowl of shredded wheat, and a few cups of coffee. But this morning I was bad, when I went for the milk I spotted a small plate with SPAM on it, and next to it was some small baked potatoes leftover from last night’s dinner. I chopped up an onion and tossed it all in a frying pan. I cooked it until it was brown, and then added some cheddar cheese to it. I fried up a couple of large eggs to go with it. My sin for the week.
That filled up a plate and then with a Picante Sauce topping and a few mugs of coffee I was ready at daylight to pull the bicycle out and go for a ride this morning. I did not run out of steam going up the hills. Okay, I had to walk the bike up one hill.
A lot of times I will add a tomatoes, and mushrooms to it.
Many years ago a hunting partner told me he did not want to try the mix for breakfast under a tarp shelter cooking and eating area. He made it clear he did not like SPAM. I told him that was okay and he could have cold cereal for breakfast. He decided to have some on his plate because he wanted potatoes and eggs. Now days he is first in line, another convert.
At home I try and leave some for the wife; she likes her fried SPAM sandwiches.
My wife does not care for Grits but I was raised on them. Grits SPAM, and eggs make for a good breakfast. Once I had weakened this morning if those potatoes did not require consumption, I would have been into the Grits. One time I asked a waitress at a restaurant near or around Waycross if they served real or instant Grits. She said they served, True Grits.
SPAM has gotten a little pricy but it is handy, it keeps, and it taste good.