Confessions of a Closet Spam-Eater: Why Love for Spam Should Be Unabashed
The Daily Meal
In my native Hawaii, Spam is beloved. It has a place at every meal, over rice and stir-fried in noodles and served in thick slices alongside eggs and pancakes. Spam is the bacon on our burgers, the ham in our carbonara, the pigs in our blankets.