Pillsbury Food Sticks... plain name for plain food. Or make that "food." Purportedly it was food; just not as we earthlings knew it. Yet I loved these as a kid, even though they were, in retrospect, entirely without merit or value as far as presentation, look, or mouth-feel. For a child who subsisted mainly on these, Chef Boyardee canned ravioli, cereal, and grilled cheese sandwiches, it's amazing I ever learned to appreciate decent food. Or maybe that's exactly why I do.
Chocolate and orange were my faves. Peanut butter, not so much. I don't remember the choc mint, and that's the one I might have liked best. Mmmm, I can practically taste that modelling clay consistency right now! (teehee: save SEVEN WHOLE CENTS!!)
Swank advertising campaign, too: