The twelve uses of Spam...

[Neil Ward]

Can't seem to get out of OT mode at the moment.  

There is a certain kitsch appeal attached to Spam, aka luncheon meat.  It is still eaten, but Monty Python obviously picked up on its naffness for their famous skit.  It is to finest beef what crimplene is to finest wool.  Most greasy spoons (cafés) these days would not have it on the menu, but I think it was ubiquitous in the post-WWII era, up to the 1970s.  You can probably pick up a brown paper package of it from behind a beaded curtain if you know where to shop....

As a child, I did most of my own cooking and I recall fondly frying up pallid-pink slabs of Spam in a pool of weeks-old lard to accompany my chips or instant mashed potato and tinned peas.  Dessert ('Afters') would probably have been a Penguin - chocolate biscuit, not flightless bird - before you ask...

My ex's brother's wife works for a publisher and she was put in charge of UK promotion for a recent Spam recipe book, produced by the Spam Marketing Board (something like that - it may as well be the Spam Damage Limitation Taskforce).  She indicated that the book was a bit tongue-in-cheek, but mostly a serious attempt to raise the profile of Spam.  Hmmmm.  During this time she secured the nickname "The Spam Woman" and now has to wear a wig and dark glasses whenever she leaves the house.

Neil
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