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Everybody fucks up and does things they wish they hadn't. It doesn't undo all the progress you've made.
Shoot, my menorah is somewhere in a random box. Whoops. Not to mention my matches. I see a shopping trip in my near future.
The Hannukah Ham reminds me of my (Reform) rabbi's story about eating a ham and matzah sandwich on a train during passover and getting funny looks. Which doesn't make the advertising any less silly - that's a tiny niche to market to.