Tonight, at the request of a certain friend, I ate Spam. This friend ate Spam with me, so I guess that makes it okay.
Actually, the Spam was not that bad. Slicing it up was an interesting experience. There were gelatinous deposits in certain places, and I couldn't help remarking (several times) how much it smelled like cat food (much to my friend's chagrin)--but I've been told by another friend (who also partook of Spam) that cat food is actually quite tasty. So there's that.
My experience with Spam was quite an interesting one. I didn't just have a Spam sandwich or Spam and eggs. I had Spam sushi. Seriously. Spam with white rice, some soy/sugar/teriyaki sauce, wrapped up in seaweed. And crab wontons. I know. Multiple food conquests in one night. Woo hoo! It was salty and a little creamy and pretty satisfying. And it came with good company and good conversation, which makes any meal worthwhile.
So. Spam. It's okay. I don't feel like it's a food I need to acclimate to (since it's not going to appear on most menus and let's face it, it's not good for you) but it's not something that makes me gag, either. I'm having some cat food burps (is that indelicate to say?) but that's okay.