By the way, when I was young, my Dad for some reason thought potted meat was "required" eating on fishing trips. I guess I'll have to pass that "tradition" to my children.
As long as you don't tell us your Dad's name is Carl and he also enjoys mustard and biscuits.
That's the funny thing about all of these products. A lot of people must like them or they wouldn't be available. I ponder that whenever I'm at the deli counter. Along with all the nice salami, pastrami, corned beef, roast beef, turkey and so forth, there is always head cheese, blood and tongue sausage, liquid ham-like substance cast into huge blocks, and something that looks like jellied barf. I've never seen anyone buy them, but the store stocks an awful lot.
I suspect it's the older generation consuming this stuff, but it does get passed down. Every time I buy cold cuts, I think about getting a few slices of that canned corned beef - the stuff that comes as a big block in a huge can. My mom used to give it to me in sandwiches, way back when. I recall really enjoying it. Still, Cajun roast turkey breast always seems to win out over flaky corned beef log.