Spam...can't do it

Well maybe if it is in the form of Spam Musubi. A couple from the Kingdom Hall took me out to dinner at a little Hawaiian restaurant Friday night. As a treat, P ordered spam musubi. She had mentioned it last week and of course I turned my nose up at the thought but let me tell you, it was very good! It was as good as the sushi Spelly and Spam had introduced to me in Nashville. So now I have another pit stop to sneak too while I am out and about by myself. R and P sure do make me long to visit Hawaii (they are natives of the islands) with their stories and now I am longing for the food.