What’s It Really Made Of

SPAM, the iconic canned meat introduced by Hormel Foods in 1937, has earned its place as a pantry staple with its unique taste, long shelf life, and kitchen versatility. While the origin of its name is still debated—some say “Shoulder of Pork And Ham,” others “Specially Processed American Meat”—the mystery only adds to its charm.

The ingredients list is surprisingly short: pork with ham, salt, water, potato starch, sugar, and sodium nitrite. That last item preserves freshness and prevents bacterial growth, though its sodium content means some people enjoy it in moderation.

The name “SPAM” came from a company contest, won by actor Ken Daigneau, brother of a Hormel executive. He received $100 for his suggestion, unknowingly christening a product that would become both a culinary mainstay and a cultural icon.

Today, SPAM comes in varieties like Hickory Smoke, Hot & Spicy, and SPAM with Cheese. It stars in breakfast scrambles, sushi rolls, and casseroles alike. Beyond food, SPAM has inspired songs, stage shows, and viral recipes—proof that what’s inside the can is more than just meat.

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