I grew up eating Cool Whip. When I married my wife, I discovered the sublime joy of real whipped cream, and I’ve never gone back. I tried introducing Mom, Dad and my brother to real whipped cream, but they just patted me politely and kept on buying Cool Whip. Mom also preferred margarine to butter, and I’ll admit that to this day, a grilled cheese sandwich tastes right to me only if it’s made with white (Wonder, Sunbeam, etc.) bread, American cheese and margarine.
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