Name: Frozen Tin Can Salad
Ingredients: 1 cn (no. 2) fruit cocktail; 20 Regular-size marshmallows; 1 cn (no. 2) pineapple chunks; 3/4 c Salad dressing or mayonnaise; 1 Jar (small) chopped cherries; 1 c Whipping cream; whipped; 3 Bananas; chopped

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Fruits, Dairy		Salad	12	Servings

INGREDIENTS

1	cn	(no. 2) fruit cocktail
20		Regular-size marshmallows
1	cn	(no. 2) pineapple chunks
3/4	c	Salad dressing or mayonnaise
1		Jar (small) chopped cherries
1	c	Whipping cream; whipped
3		Bananas; chopped

INSTRUCTIONS

Drain fruit juices into a pan; add marshmallows & melt over low heat. Add
pineapple, salad dressing, cherries, whipped cream & bananas. Pour into tin
cans & freeze. May also be frozen in a 9x13-inch pan & cut into squares.
MARY LIGON
From <Simply Southern>, the Desoto School Mothers' Assn, Helena-West
Helena, AR 72390.  Downloaded from Glen's MM Recipe Archive,
http://www.erols.com/hosey.

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