After reading Judy's post about cooking and childhood memories. I remembered something from my own child hood that made me smile and I can actually laugh now.
My grandmother, everyone called her Ella; our label was Maw Maw made everything from scratch. She made the best ever grilled cheese sandwiches. I mimic them sometimes by only using white store bread and velveeta slices.
Every now and again my grandmother though would get those big ole blocks of 'gubnent' cheese as one of my aunt's called it. Well Maw Maw would bring out her trusty cast iron skillet and heat it, plop a pat of butter, while it would sizzle, bread slices laid in it, then the bread with a hunk of gubnent cheese, with another slice of white bread with butter pre-spread. Well it was after one of these tasty meals, my grand mother was canning one day. I remember her canner steaming away.
(all we heard was...............)
This huge BAM! and things were falling. Well we peeked inside to see her kitchen was covered in chicken and dumplings, glass shards about, lids and rings on the floor, and the canner on the stove still but without its lid. Seems Maw Maw did not vent the canner so it blew its lid up into the ceiling, made a hefty dent. I don't recall her canning as often after that. LOL What I do remember 'grilled cheese sammiches.'