OK, you guys (or as we say here in New Orleans and the rest of the South, ya'll), I have to come to the defense of a couple of great American food traditions.

First of all, someone unfairly maligned Deviled Ham. Now, if you read the ingredients, Deviled Ham is made from ham, and I don't think it smells like cat food at all. There is a similarly packaged product called potted meat that is made from leftover parts and organs that does smell like cat food. When I was young (1950's) we used to often picnic on Deviled Ham sandwiches when travelling. That was before the advent of nutritious alternatives like McDonalds.

Now,as to Spam, I have very fond memories of mornings at a particular aunt's house at which breakfast would often consist of piles of fried eggs and fried sliced Spam. My mother would sometimes dip slices of Spam in egg then cracker crumbs and fry until golden brown. Now that's eatin'!

A good friend of mine, who has a gift for creative turn of phrase, refers to such meals as "heart-stoppin' good". On that, I think we can all agree.
Rainman