Good Old Fashioned Country Ham hanging in my grandparents' smokehouse--now there's a wonderful childhood memory! No other so-called "ham" tastes the same. My mother told me that when she was a child, she wished that she could afford to take peanutbutter sandwiches to school like some of the other girls. As she told me this, when I was in elementary school, she reflected that she wished she had that good old fashioned ham her Daddy made instead of the cheap peanutbutter she used for our sandwichies. I suppose the other gal's grass is always greener.