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To: Justin C who wrote (13278)	10/7/1998 2:35:00 PM
From: jhild	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

I remember one of my mother's Sunday night dinner favorites. She called it Welsh rarebit. Well I am here to tell you her secret recipe was a can of Campbell's Tomato Soup and melted Velveeta, poured piping hot over toast points. Hmmmmm. Hmmmmm. Good. - Yikes. I could never do that to my family. But it was easy, which I guess was why it got served on those busy Sundays. I remember I also wondered for the longest time where the "rabbit" part came in.

To: Justin C who wrote (13278)	10/7/1998 2:42:00 PM
From: Ish	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

<<Immediately adjacent to to the Velveeta display were shelves filled with Depends and Serenity personal care products.>> You might have a point. Most of the generation that grew up eating Velveeta sandwiches for lunch were watching June Allison on TV. Of course she didn't wet herself when she sneezed back then. Melted Velveeta with some hot sauce mixed in makes for a pretty good dip. Got a three pack of hot sauces for Christmas. First bottle was hot. Just finished the second bottle called Bottled Hell, tonight the Nuclear Hell goes on the tacos. Trying to burn myself up before I get old enough for diapers.

To: Justin C who wrote (13278)	10/7/1998 2:48:00 PM
From: Gauguin	Respond to of 71178

Uhm, Sis has weighed in on Velveeta: This is one instance when your mother knew of where she spoke. The stuff is NOT edible, nor is it cheese as your mother said. Perfect for fishing. Your description of mother telling you it wasn't cheese complete with facial expressions is also perfect. And I can't believe you said you liked it! UK UK UK UK UK UK UK. (I'm not clear on what the United Kingdom has to do with this.) I like your Jimmy Buffet type image re-creation. Perhaps we could advise Kraft or Texaco or whoever makes Velveeta on this. (After buying stock, of course.) "Made to Melt on a Rock" or "Made to Melt in Trout." ("Pre-stuff Your Catch")