I'm trying to convince Buckethead that SPAM really IS good and that he should let me make it for dinner. Let's just call it a delicacy as I'm 100% positive that no one else in our neighborhood or in a 5 miles radius have SPAM in their pantry.
It's funny, you take me to a fancy restaurant and I will order the most expensive thing on the menu. But, my pallet is very "diverse" in the fact that Sponge Bob Mac and Cheese and a slab of SPAM sound pretty darn tasty to me.
I mean, my mom raised me on a dish called "Weenie Surprise" which surprisingly has the same name as a trick Buckethead likes to perform sometimes when we are alone in the bedroom. BOW-CHICA-WOW-WOW.
"Wennie Surprise" --the food not the trick--in basically chopped up hotdog weenies over instant mashed potatos covered in marinara sauce.
Yes. This is truth. And no, my mom is not cruel. She is southern. Southern people are adventurous when it comes to their food pairings and always know that any cooking mistake can be corrected with either gravy or frosting.
I embrace my love of processed food and can only hope that one day I change my husband into appreciating the taste of canned meat.