Humor for my Navy and Marine friends

No SPAM at my house. . . ever

Dad spent a few months on Guadalcanal when food was really (REALLY!) short and for a long time all they had to eat was rice that the Japanese left when the US came plus canned SPAM. He and his friends swore to each other that if they made it out, they'd never eat SPAM again. I continue to honor his vow.
 
Spam was a regular at my house during certain phases of my childhood. If we complained we didn’t eat that meal.

when I first started backpacking it was always a trail ready food to bring.

All in all, I have tasted worst things. Still, I am not begging for any. 😉
 
USMCGrunt said:
Spam was a regular at my house during certain phases of my childhood. If we complained we didn’t eat that meal.

when I first started backpacking it was always a trail ready food to bring.

All in all, I have tasted worst things. Still, I am not begging for any. 😉
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The rule at our house was if you complain you have to eat double portions. The dinner table was very quiet on beef liver nights, although my Dad did eventually master that dish so we looked forward to it.

One of my brides used to make a pretty good rice, pineapple, and spam stir fry that i enjoyed.
 
AF6872 said:
My Dad would never eat Liver (With ten brothers and sisters it was the cheapest meat they could buy in the thirties and he hated it ever after). He also hated Grits (Sand with butter he called it). I carry on the tradition.
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Mom was one of 13 sibs during the Depression. She never ate pancakes or French toast or bread pudding, same reason. The older boys would barter labor for a dozen eggs or a gallon of milk from farmers. Grandma baked all the bread herself. I think there were a lot of meatless meals.
 
They had a "farm" in the north Bronx NYC. One Cow, a small barn and Chickens so had milk and eggs. An Irish Castle.
 
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