We Tasted the New Maple SPAM, Here's Our Review
I grew up in a SPAM household. Okay, maybe SPAM household is a stretch. One of the dishes in my moms dinner repertoire was Rice-A-Roni with seared cubes of SPAM, and every single time she made it, I would scrunch up my face and then she would say, Oh, shut up, you LOVE SPAM. Anyway,