But…the guilt was delicious too.
My mom used to bake it like a ham — crisscrossing it with a knife, basting it with a brown sugar sauce, and encrusting it with cloves.
I could ‘smell ‘ it whilst reading about it!! Nought wrong with spam but …!
I loved it as a kid… but as an adult? Mmmm, I think I’ll pass.
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