Another thread on the wonders of salted meat

I got my order from Father’s Country Hams in the mail last night. For those of you who have never had a real cured ham, get yer butt over to that web page and order some. It’s sugar-cured, aged for at least 8 months, and smoked. The result is a deliciously salty, almost cheese like ham. It’s the kind of thing that you just can’t stop eating. Tonight, I’m making bread. Tomorrow, lunch will be a country ham and cheese sandwich on homemade bread. The cheese? Six year old cheddar from Wisconsin that a friend kindly brought me last week.

Life is good. Now go order some of that ham.

Would you care to adopt me? I’m a dutiful son and I always clean up after myself. :smiley:

I don’t even need to check to the price list to know that it’s a luxury I can’t afford, but oh, something good to dream on. Imagine…a wonderful ham such as that delivered to your very door…surely you salivated as you signed for it. I have never had a ham like you describe but have no trouble believing it is as heavenly as you say. I look forward to Christmas all year because it usually means my most affluent sibling will splurge on a Honeybaked ham for the family gathering - not the same by a long shot, I’m sure, but the best I’ve been able to experience thus far. I envy you. Are you inviting people over? (hint, hint) Hey, sounds like a thread - "Athena’s scrumptious ham and cheese sandwich buffet party…

Two nights ago I had a “Carl Buddig sliced smoked beef” sandwich. I’m so sad and humiliated to say that that’s my closest encounter with salted meat in these poverty-tinged days. Pity me, please, just a little bit. (Oh, and pass the mayo.) :wink:

I DO hope you’re throwing a party for this ham of yours.

A wise man (or maybe woman…I think it was Irma Rombauer in the original JOY OF COOKING) once described Eternity as “two people and a ham.”

Uke, you’re always invited. Stop by after work, I’ll give ya some. I’ll throw in a bag of the local roasted chiles, too. I’m guessing you don’t get those much out east…

Oh yeah, Slorar and Cygnus, yer all invited, too. Just let me know what time to expect you!

I’m in the east now but was in the southwest for almost a decade. It is green chile roasting time, and I miss it so. Is there an extra bag of chiles for other desperate party-goers to share?

In exchange, I’ll happily bring the industrial size container of the condiment of your choice for the sandwiches.

[checking the timex watch so as not to be late]