Nothing better for a Sunday chew-down than a can o’ ham, glistening pink deliciousness especially when printed on tin or whatever metal this is that allowed the contents to completely disintegrate inside. As you can see from the photo below, the sardine-like key on the back is still intact but upon shaking nary a shred of meatstuff can be heard. I found this in a junkyard at least 25 years ago (the ham was already gone) and almost everyone who’s walked through my kitchen since gives it a good shake thinking the ham might magically appear.
goinglikesixty
Now that is an interesting dilemma… why would the ham disappear? It’s still airtight, right? Oh, but it wouldn’t weigh 7 lbs. would it?
Never mind. 🙂
windupkitty
oh sweet jesus. i need a drink. i had to eat those at my grandmother’s house. she used to save the tins and use them to start seeds in in her garden….i can still see them out there in the yard….canned hams with stuff sprouting out of them….it’s like a freaky lost in space episode….
elise
Just seeing this now. AAAAAHHHHH. So glad I never had to eat that stuff. Though mom and dad swear by canned spam.
Jenny Lens
My Jewish mother fed us canned ham all the time! She considered it a gourmet treat. I considered it weird and salty, but ate it. I wasn’t allowed to not eat. And my mother wonders why I was always fat. LOL!