During Thanksgiving break, I had the opportunity to make my parents' breakfast. I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO MAKE BREAKFAST.
But I do know how to cook two things: EGGS AND SPAM. I scrambled the eggs with pride, and fried the Spam like anyone fries Spam, with a mix of elation and shame.
But I forgot an important element. My Dad hates eggs!
Now here's where the magic happens.
Instead of freaking out and throwing a tantrum, like most men would do, he gave me a smile and patted me on my head, like I was eight again. "Give me the Spam," he said.
I gave him two loaves of fried Spam. He took the Spam, and a slice of pure American Cheese, put them on some bread and set them in the microwave.
Here is the results:
MY DAD HAS INVENTED THE SPAMWICH.
Not only did he eat this whole thing without sharing, without stopping, as shown here:
He then proceeded to bring up it's creation for the rest of my time home. When we got gas for the car. "That was one good sandwich, wasn't it? I don't even know how I thought of it."
When we went to the mall: "It just happened. Cheese and Spam. And then bread. Who would have thunk it?"
When we picked up my mother from work: "I just microwaved that thing. Didn't even know how long. The world is a crazy place."
Before my sister came over for Thanksgiving dinner: "Did you tell your sister about this? She needs to know about this. She would be proud."
And now I share it with the world. His greatest invention:
2 loaves of Spam
American Cheese (please take out of individual package for better enjoyment)
Bread (white)
Then microwave for...he doesn't remember, you'll figure it out.
You can thank him later.
Shameful secret: I have never had Spam.
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