Uh-oh, Spaghetti-O

Yummy-especially with the meatballs. Even better when heated as opposed to straight from the can with a spoon.

their canned mac and cheese is worse ,

now if someone can justify beanie weenes and potted meat to me …

You know the answer.

I would be only too happy to take the Spaghetti-O’s off your hands.

(“No more of the cheap store-brad O’s for us, TobyDog, we’re getting the real thing now!”)

I LOVE Spaghetti-Os!!! I love eating them with a huge slice of Wonder Bread type bread with butter.
Now THAT’S good eatin’!

Man, did that sentence just bring the years 1969-1972 back in a horrific rush!

I used to come home for lunch every day. Only lived a block from school, and considered this a real break in the day. Nearly every single day, for those years, my mama would fix me my all-time favorite lunch of Franco-American Macaroni and Cheese. Every so often I’d get the sketti-o’s, but those were really for my sister.

I simply adored that crap. She used to keep dozens of cans of it onhand, just for my lunches.

Fast forward to SilkyThreat, with her first school aged child. It’s lunch time. I had thought ahead and bought a couple of cans of my old, wonderful mac’n’cheese. Fixed them right up for my then six year old. He took one bite and spat it out on his plate.

“What is the matter with you?!” I exclaimed in horror. “That stuff is delicious!”

With that statement, I took a huge forkful and put it in my mouth. And promptly gagged. It tasted like watery snail intestines. Ersatz cheese flavored.

How did I EVER like that bilge?

Oh, and I certainly didn’t make him eat it, either. I tossed it in the garbage and ended up making him his favorite: Ruffles potato chips and cottage cheese mixed with ketchup and Grey Poupon. Hey, we were in a hurry!

The last time I had anything to do with Spaghetti-Os was when I was running a scavenger hunt and had people counting the Os in a standard-size can.