As an outside observer (Jew), allow me to say that it seems almost as if all the great things about Xmas (presents, family traditions, general cheer, etc) are completely neutralized by your insistence on eating a monstrous chunk of Spam spray-painted with honey glaze by stoned college kids working for $10/hour on their winter break. (Dove, that last part answers your question about the Honey Baked Ham Company.)
I mean, I get it's a tradition and all, and we've got our own gross food traditions, but gefilte fish is an app, not the main course. And it ain't a kosher thing. I'll eat a pig even if it's doesn't have 1/10 the charm of Arnold from Green Acres. I like bacon as much as the next guy, and I dig a ham sandwich from time to time, but baked ham is nasty. Anytime you can get a mixture of sickly sweet and ocean salty flavors and springy texture -- and complete homogeneity of taste and texture -- into one piece of meat, you have to not ever eat that.