Yum! Today was clearly pizza roll day because I had some combination rolls for dinner.

Come to daddy.

Angelchrys -- that's so funny!

These things are a blast from the past. These were my weekend movie-watching staple as a kid. I had a tough day today and went to the grocery store just a little while ago, and saw these and thought "those are just what I need."

Comfort eating. Mmmmm. We didn't have pizza rolls back when I was a kid in the 70's (shut up, I'm old). Comfort food was Kraft mac n cheese. In a fit of nostalgia, I tried some several years ago and it just wasn't the same.

I hope your comfort food always tastes just as you remember and brings you contentment right out of the box.

*puts pizza rolls on list of things to try*

True, I don't remember pizza rolls in the 70s either, but we did have Chef Boyardee pizza kits! And I feel quite confident that that wonderful cardboard crust and salty-sweet sauce and very fake sand-like cheese tastes EXACTLY the same as back in the day. Good times. :)

I haven't had those in awhile and now I am JONESING. PIZZA ROLLS!!!!!!

I've never had a Totino's pizza roll, and though this is only vaguely connected, I'd like to confess that for years I thought the little twists of baked dough they sell at pizzerias were called "garlic nuts," not the blindingly obvious "garlic knots." You can bet I was super embarrassed when finally apprised of my error.

Long ago my go-to prepackaged microwaveable comfort food was Swedish meatballs, I think Lean Cuisine made them. My brother and I both ate those like they were going out of style. Unfortunately, I'm lactose intolerant now, and really I try not to eat prepackaged food all that much as I generally want to look my ingredients in the eye before I cook and eat them. But those Swedish meatballs, van damn they were good!

My brother discovered within the past year that he too is lactose intolerant; moreover, this past summer by process of elimination he found that he has a gluten allergy so now he -- a stay at home dad who cooks and cleans and looks after the kids' needs while my sister-in-law works to bring home the bacon -- has to figure out something special to cook for himself in addition to the usual meals for the rest of his family. Our dad eats over for dinner pretty much every night so my brother isn't going to impose a gluten-free existence on everybody else.

Anyway, he does the daily cooking and my sister-in-law does the holiday baking. For my nephew's birthday last week, she modified a pecan pie recipe to be gluten-free by using a crust from a key lime pie recipe that called for crushed gluten-free ginger snaps and coconut macaroons. Then for the boy's sleepover birthday party with his friends, she made a root beer cake which my brother couldn't eat.

So he claimed the pecan pie and the kids had all the root beer cake they wanted. Of course my sister-in-law, as the baker, could eat whatever she chose to, but she preferred the cake so he had about half the pie to himself. He said it was just about the best he's ever tasted.

That pecan pie sounds pretty decent, Hugh.

I've never had a Totino's pizza roll, and though this is only vaguely connected, I'd like to confess that for years I thought the little twists of baked dough they sell at pizzerias were called "garlic nuts," not the blindingly obvious "garlic knots." You can bet I was super embarrassed when finally apprised of my error.

There's a place near my office that sells garlic knots that are incredible. I've thought I could just eat those alone and that would be a fine meal ... but that would be weird?

Not to us, friend. Not to us.

I may have done that once before, jayder. Or twice. Maybe.

I had roommate who had a pizza roll ritual involving the sequential use of soy sauce and sour cream. This was probably my first pizza roll experience. Unsurprisingly, she developed full blown OCD a few years later.

I just had leftover nachos as a meal and have long advocated the appetizer meal. This is why I usually employ the take out box. In big cities, this use to work out pretty well, as I'd get tired of carrying the box around about the time someone tried to panhandle me. I wonder if anyone ever employed my sauce dipping advice, because I gave away some excellent calamari in DC once.

Is there any love in here for Hot Pockets? Specifically, the pepperoni pizza ones?

I have always liked Hot Pockets. Never understood the bad rap they get in popular culture.

I may or may not have had hot pockets ... don't remember them. But I used to enjoy the heck out of chocolate pop tarts slathered with butter on the icing side, then put in toaster oven to get hot and bubbly.