“No, ga-hrose! Ham Balls?” Yeah, my sister didn’t hold back when I told her I made them. And that gross was a whole two syllable gross! Too bad she’s so far away coz I know I could convert her with these little lovelies. They’re the real, deal Iowa Ham Balls with Sweet Sour Glaze, heritage style. No soup or ketchup or any weirdness at all. Just good down-home scratch cooking.
I love quaint, old expressions and this year with all the our hot, hot days I kept thinking about “Dog days of summer.” Now, being a dog lover, I always thought that meant the hot August days where it was all a dog could do but find a bit of shade and pant and try to stay cool.
Buried in my Grandmother’s recipe box on an old scrap of paper was a true treasure, my Grandmother’s Old Fashioned Ham Loaf. I can still imagine sitting at her Formica table. I can still taste it, the top brown and crusty and the inside moist, fragrant and flavorful, almost exotic with its little touch of allspice and clove.
For as long as I can remember, I loved Deviled Ham. It was my Dad who introduced us to those little cans of Underwood Deviled Ham when we were kids. They were so fascinating, all wrapped in paper and he’d spread it on saltines for us while we waited in turn for ours, lined up like little birds. Probably with our mouths open! I can’t remember anything tasting so good. But you know what’s even better? My more grown-up version of Classic Deviled Ham.