This Melting Pot of ours absorbs the second generation over a flame so high that the first is left encrusted on the rim.

Honolulu is a melting pot.

America is not a melting pot. It is a sizzling cauldron.

You can’t be the "melting pot" if one or some ingredients refuse to intertwine with the rest. You’re more like the sorted piles on a chopping board.

America's a melting pot, all races, cultures, religious choices.

Here the melting-pot stands open — if you're willing to get bleached first.