Oh man! When I was a real little kid back in the late seventies, I remember our next door neighbor having parties and we would go over and help her get ready for them. The fondue was the thing I remembered the most. It was kinda weird to see grown people hover around that thing like it was the very source of knowledge in this world! I guess it was after they had all come up from the basment from smoking all the weed I know I smelled coming up from there. No wonder my Mom and us kids never stayed long at the parties!