SPAM meatballs

I'm not going to apologize for the late-night post because I'm still coming down from a dinner high that you don't even know. I treated myself to a romantic meal for one this evening... a little Spaghetti and SPAM meatballs - or SPAMballs? I don't know, but it's my new favorite.

Note the excitement here:


I was inspired to put more effort into my meals earlier today when I received a taunting email from grandpa. He noted that my little flash-in-the-pan 30 day run was nothing compared to the amount of SPAM he used to eat. Then he threw a handful of glamorous recipes in my face.

Needless to say, my SPAM Sandwich was starting to look pretty petty.

So tonight I wanted to raise the bar for myself. Now did I- at any point- yell, "BAM!" while I was cooking? Truthfully, yes. But look at this!:


(At least try to appreciate how hard it was to take that photo)

Here was my actual dinner:



And here I am enjoying it:



Despite the sauce all over my face, I think I've grown a lot today.
And that's pretty impressive for a "day 02."