Meet Mrs. James Mabon, whose first name was also not required in this context. Presumably it was known to those who showed up Saturdays for the famous cheese divots floating in watery canned tomato sauce, soaking up the fluid until it was a soggy wad that fell apart the moment your fork touched it.

A little googling suggests her name was Etta, but that depends on whether I have the right Mabon. And I've been known to be rather slopping when it comes to securing the proper Mabon.