
The outside of the hallowed halls of the King of All Canned Meat Products. Let's peak inside.

The pig doors

Mmmm... can't get enough of them canned ox joints... in gravy!

The canned entrance to the armed forces exhibit (Spam Goes To War)

Hey, Sarge! Pass the Spam! I'm all out of ammo!

My grandfather has now been immortalized at the place where all that Spam he digested in the South Pacific was canned. I'm not sure if he'd be please about this or not...

Hormel seems quite proud to have been featured so famously in a Monty Python sketch...

...and Python Broadway musical ("Spamalot"). My wife urged me to buy this "collector's item" at the Spam gift shop. At $5.00 per can, I was content to snap a photo.

The S.S. Spam at dry dock.
So, what did I learn at the Spam museum? Well... I learned that Spam is not an anagram for "Sparrow, Pigeon and Assorted Meats", but is actually pork, salt, water and pink food coloring.
I learned there are scads and oodles of recipes for Spam (including one from Hawaii that is a variation on sushi).
And I learned that Austin, MN, smells like a baked ham.
So, yes, Joshua... there really is a Spam museum.
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