We arrived at the Spam Museum in Austin, Minnesota moments after it opened.
As we walked inside, we were greeted by a very enthusiastic woman who told us about everything we were about to see. She then escorted us through the “piggy doors” into a theater where we watched a short movie about Spam.
The entire place was a slightly tongue-in-cheek commercial. As the woman at the front desk had told us, “People like to make fun of Spam, but we don’t mind. Our sales are way up year after year and we’re laughing all the way to the bank.” There were displays about the history of Hormel, about the popularity of Spam during WWII, about the Spamettes singing group, about the Monty Python Spam sketch and so much more.
You could “package” Spam and race against the factory production rate. My wife was foolish enough to challenge my time.
That’s my score on the left.
We wandered about the gift shop and bought some Spam.
While my wife decided what to buy for our daughters, I stacked pigs.
And then, of course …
