SPAM Musubi – The perennial staple of surfers, Amazon.com employees and late-nighters worldwide. Perfectly grilled slice of SPAM makin’ love to a rectangular block of rice wrapped in a seaweed blanket and then a secret glaze. Think SPAM sushi. No soy sauce necessary. Just a napkin, and possibly a support group.

And this scolding just in from Emily: Kamala, please retrain the brain to eliminate the apostrophe on the plural form of MUSUBI (musubis, or sliders or tacos or whatevs) unless you are meaning to refer to something the musubi owns or did, like “it’s the musubi’s fault that it has that apostrophe on twitter.” They (capital T-They) are watching and it is my intent to keep our tweets FLAWLESS! Between, Emily and Chef Catherine, I need that Musubi support group I referred to earlier.

Typically, this is what we use. I’ve had this musubi maker since I was seven.

And once, I left my musubi maker at Mark Ryan winery and then had to make my own. I’d like to thank my Mom for letting me watch MacGyver as a child.