Now, get plastic wrap. Not the cheap stuff—the kind that sticks like a clingy ex. Wrap the ham tight, like you’re mummifying a pharaoh. Every crevice, every spiral cut—covered. Air is the enemy. Air wants to dry out your ham and make it sad.
Next, grab heavy-duty aluminum foil. Wrap it again, like the ham is a secret agent going into deep cover. The foil is your second line of defense. Why two layers? Because one layer gets punctured by a rogue ice crystal while you’re asleep.
If you’re a real overachiever, slide the whole thing into a freezer bag and squeeze out the air with a straw. Yes, you look ridiculous. Yes, your ham is now safer than the Crown Jewels.
