One of the things we do in our house is armchair quarterback Food Network shows.

In a lot of ways, I feel like I’m like my great-grandmother screaming at the television while her soap opera is going on.

I don’t know what the problem is with chefs and frozen food. It’s like… dudes, for some people, that’s the only way they can get those veggies. You’ve got to know how to deal with foods the every day person has to deal with if you’re going to be a chef. Why? Because you never know. YOU NEVER KNOW!

They got served SPAM as one of their ingredients. Lots of moaning and whining.

Of course I also love SPAM and pineapple. So there you go.

Writing is a lot like cooking. Flavours. Character of heat and cold. Seasoned with different cultural influences. Since I’m writing Kai right now, I get to screw with so many of those. It’s really one of my favourite worlds to write in.

Yet, in my heart, I still love Spam and Rice. So that will always be that foundation.

So… I’ll be happy to own being a Spam musubi 😀 But damn if I’m not gonna add a few things to the plate.