Spam and French-fry Casserole: in case you had any delusions that I’m normal

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So you all already know I’m kinda wacky, right? Oh, good, you’ve been paying attention. I was a little worried there for a minute.

Anyway, one of the bizarre joys in my twisted existence is Regretsy [Regretsy website | Regretsy's Facebook page].

How to explain Regretsy? Well, see, there’s this site called Etsy whose premise sounds good: a marketplace for people to sell their wonderful handmade crafts. Sadly (or funnily, if you’re Regretsy’s April Winchell a.k.a. Helen Killer), the legit crafters are often crowded out by mass-market resellers of cheap baubles and by crafts that make everyone involved go “huh?”

Here’s an example, of the “gluing shit to other shit” variety. I found it on the front page of Etsy just now, but the things April finds range from this kind of asshattery to truly disturbing stuff that I’m not putting on my food blog—if you want to see it, go waste several hours a week on Regretsy the way I do.

octopus glued to a hip flask

by Etsy seller CosmicFirefly

All of which is the long way of getting to my point, which is that Regretsy is a bad influence. There’s a Super-Sekrit Regretsy Club attached to the Facebook page, “a club so mysterious and exclusive that only 103,755 people have the password!” (The password is cf4l, all lowercase, between you and me.) In the secret club, April shares exclusive content with those of us who aren’t content to merely stalk her regular blog, but want more more more. If you want to know why I made Spam and French-Fry Casserole, you have to read first this entry, and then this entry, and all will be made clear. If, on the other hand, you just want to see what a casserole made of spam, frozen french fries, sour cream, cheese, condensed cream of chicken soup, CORN FLAKES, and a couple token veggies looks like, wait no longer. Here it is, in all its glory:

spam casserole and an empty can of spam

See? I’m just not normal.

Not that this is news.

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About Serene

I run The Mom Food Project, which was born out of love for my mom and a desire to preserve the recipes of my childhood, which didn't actually exist in written form until I quizzed my mom and wrote the recipes down.
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4 Responses to Spam and French-fry Casserole: in case you had any delusions that I’m normal

  1. W H Stoneman says:

    Thanks for sharing….love it!!
    W H Stoneman recently posted..Bar-B-Q Breakfast

  2. Yay! Looks great, and I LOVE that you used the word butthurt. Ha!
    yummychunklet recently posted..Honey & Cardamom Hot Milk Cake

  3. laura says:

    well you know that squid is just screaming steaming punk, surprised it doesn’t have any gear glued to it too.
    laura recently posted..I’m Loving

  4. laura says:

    **GEARS** I meant gears glued to it

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