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"Spam"
I’m still not sure what kind of animal it’s made out of. But Spam is one of those items that has a place in the front dresser drawer of my brain. I grew up across the street from a big playground and had lots of friends. As you can imagine, summer vacation was bliss. And I can remember mom grilling slices of Spam on the old Coleman gas stove when we went camping at Lake Cachuma. I’ll never forget the smell of that gas stove with the Spam cooking and the neighbors campfires still smoldering in the early morning air. Spam definitely reminds me of my childhood summers.