The trick to eating catheads was to get the butter on them before they got cold—then they were delicious. When, unluckily, they were allowed to get cold, they tended to a gooeyness, not unlike a wad of tired gum.
1969, Maya Angelou, chapter 6, in I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, New York: Bantam, published 1971, page 30