Until today…I had never been to the Spam Museum. Gonna cross that off my list. My son, Max, and I drove a full two hours to the mystery meat mecca in search of something to add to my Do Something New quest. (Side Note: finding something new and worthy of talking about is very difficult during the work week AND when you are broke…just so you know.) The Spam Museum is in Austin, MN and admission is free. So, half a talk of gas was all I was charged for a full days worth of insane fun.
The woman who greeted us was nice, very nice. But not in the fake “Welcome to Starbucks can I take your order!” variety. She genuinely cared about the museum, it’s history, and SPAM. As I remember all the employees at the museum seemed really happy. Maybe Austin is the place to be…all that joy floating around and all.
I cannot properly describe all the exhibits at the museum, and there were tons. I’ll just share a few pictures.
This is the spot. Right next to the Hormel Factory where they can tasty meats that you buy at the grocery store.
Here we have the Wall of Spam. There are 3,390 cans here, I know cause the nice lady told me so. That wall is much taller than it looks in the photo.
Me, SPAM Man, and The Max.
If you want to, you can experience what it would be like to package SPAM cans. Also, you can time yourself doing so. Me and Max raced.
They show off a bunch of old Hormel packaging in a storefront out of the early 20th century. Packing including lard, pigs feet and other delicious food to stick in cardboard.
SPAM has its own a game show right there in the museum. Me and Max played, it was actually fun and now I feel I must go on The Fued.
Q. What you call someone who spreads the word about SPAM?
A. A SPAMbassador 🙂
Did they serve SPAM Fritters at the museum cafeteria? Mmm, battered meat.
I have a confession: I actually like that mystery meat. I learned to like it growing up on Padre Island. After a hurricane wipes out your town, a few cans of Spam on the pit is a luxury. Believe it or not I still buy that crap every now and then and actually eat it. In a flour tortilla.
I love the picture of you and Max. He’s a handsome little boy and you are so seriously pretty. Sorry. I just like to give out compliments where I think they are deserved.
Thanks for clarifying the correct pronunciation of your name in your profile. Damn, I was way off. I think most people are though. You know what? That is a name I think I would have chosen for my daughter back when we were trying to come up with a name for her 15 years ago.
Spam man looks like he’s about to smack your booty.
Guise- They had no samples at ALL. I was surprised, but it was really slow yesterday too. There is a restaurant across the street that serves many dishes with SPAM, however.
Greg- I have still never tried true SPAM. I don’t eat pork…so. I did buy a can of Turkey SPAM there. We’ll see.
You’ve never heard the SPAM song from Monty Python??
Hi Kristane (I sssoo pronounced that correctly this time). Yay! a can of Spurkey. I didn’t know there was such a thing. Our hurricane food just got a bit more varied. Why do you not eat pork? Just wondering. I’m thinking there is an interesting reason for it.
A good friend of mine got married about a year ago, and as a gag, we gave him and his new bride a few cans of Spam and a Spam cookbook (when he was in college, he practically survived on Spam) for their wedding. I think he would be excited to know there is an entire MUSEUM dedicated to this delectible meaty goodness.
I agree with Amy: Looks like Spam Man is playing a little grab ass with you. Creepy.
haha, if I was less than four feet tall, as Max is, his hand would be appropriately on my shoulder 😉