Frankly My Dear, I Don't Give a Ham
As referenced in my blog entry of last week, I was "lucky" enough to win a canned ham from the Floyd Country Store. This week Taryn and I thought we'd be brave and actually try this thing. We had bought some sort of premade mashed potatoes and thought ham and mashed potatoes sounded like a good meal.
Oh were we wrong. Taryn was disgusted by the gelatinous coating and the odd bubbles found in the meat. She chickened out and didn't partake in the fine canned ham. In my first foray into canned hams, I realized that, while the taste isn't terrible, the texture is just plain frightening. It's very inconsistent from normal ham-like texture to chewy to, I don't know, just plain icky. And sadly, the potatoes were bad, too. Really bad.
My culinary advice: Don't eat canned hams or premade mashed potatoes.
Oh were we wrong. Taryn was disgusted by the gelatinous coating and the odd bubbles found in the meat. She chickened out and didn't partake in the fine canned ham. In my first foray into canned hams, I realized that, while the taste isn't terrible, the texture is just plain frightening. It's very inconsistent from normal ham-like texture to chewy to, I don't know, just plain icky. And sadly, the potatoes were bad, too. Really bad.
My culinary advice: Don't eat canned hams or premade mashed potatoes.
posted by Tim W. Jackson | 7:40 PM
2 Comments:
This may have been an instance when putting lipstick on that pig may have helped! And tasted better. I am worried now about those premade mashed 'taters that are sittin' in the bottom of my fridge.
Taryn only likes ham if its been wrapped in foil :)
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