Originally Posted by
Averageman
This deserves it's own post;
My Dad was an old school Paratrooper, not particularly the best at parenting, but he gave it a hell of a try. Dad making breakfast was an adventure in everything we now know not to do with food.
Start with two cans of Spam, grill it up until it's crispy. Three pieces of Spam per sandwich.
Now get some of those Kraft Cheese Slices, not real cheese, but not quite plastic.
Wonder Bread Toasted to a beautiful tan color.
Fried Hard Eggs, two per sammich.
So Wonder Bread, then cheese slice, add two eggs, then three slices of Spam more cheese and another slice of Wonder Bread.
The grease would run down to your elbow, the bread would get soggy with grease and you had to use some strategy to finish it before it fell apart.
I think there were five of us at that time, Mom was careful to limit my Dad's gastronomical experiments on kids, usually he only got away with this when she was in the Hospital and having another kid.
It's a wonder those sandwiches didn't lock up our hearts.