I stopped in the market to make a recipe posted in the Comfort food thread. Then bought the Pepperidge raspberry popovers. My dinner companion was quite happy. I hadn’t thought about them in years!!
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@LeastComplicated Maple donuts long johns 
DH misses them so much here in SC.
We used to go to market on Friday night or Saturday morning and get Martins BBQ chips, still my absolute favorite chips. Sometimes I can find them in our local Christmas Tree store. Saturdays after roller skating my dad, brother and I would have “snack lunch” and watch sci-fi movies and tv shows like Doctor Who; this was long before charcuterie was a thing. We’d have a tray of crackers, cheese, sweet bologna (another favorite), pickled herring with a crusty bread and various veggies. Sometimes mom would mix cream cheese with crushed pineapple and roll it up in the sweet bologna.
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I’ve never heard of sweet bologna - what is different??
It’s similar to lebanon bologna, but has a bit of sugar or molasses in it and then smoked; it has a slightly sweet taste, but is definitely still savory.
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This sounds like a food crime! My mom’s food crime was making us bologna sandwiches with ketchup. Yes. White Wonderbread with hours-old ketchup is not a good look when you’re opening your lunch box in the cafeteria and trying to be cool.
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I remember that as a thing! Bologna and ketchup sandwiches! Like a cold hot dog!
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Cream cheese + crushed pineapple takes me back to the 80s but in a dessert way - my mom would cut the tops off of some kind of store-bought little pastry puff (coated in powdered sugar) and fill with that mix. Probably lowbrow by today’s standards but I remember it as delicious!
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I loved all those kinds of Little Debbie/Hostess type treats. That were individually wrapped. Was there one called, “Dunkin’ sticks?” I’m trying to remember. They were kind of donut-like but there were TWO in the package, I think. Twinkies, those chocolate log ones (also two in a pack), and my favorite that few others seemed to like were the Oatmeal creme pies - two super soft oatmeal cookie-like things with a creme frosting/filling in the middle. Also honeybuns.
I grew up in Florida, and guava paste was always a fun treat to have with cream cheese.
I seem to remember eating a lot of corn nuts as well.
Fun thread!
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Funny, this talk of bologna reminded me of something a babysitter would make for me and my siblings. She would take a piece of bread then top with one piece of bologna and one piece of American cheese and pop under the broiler. Cheese would melt, bologna would crisp and curl around the edges and the bread would lightly toast. I suppose this would count as a snack. No ketchup on it though. We loved it. The thought of bologna now makes me cringe. Ate way too much of it as a kid and can’t stand it now.
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It’s better than it sounds 
We had a lot of bologna sandwiches growing up, but we fried it in a pan with butter and onions and a little mayo on the toast because you know there wasn’t enough fat in the bologna or butter
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Swiss Cake Rolls. My kids also loved them when they were young. When I was young I had a routine of eating them - first, nibble off all the hard chocolate outer shell, then unroll the cake/cream with my tongue! Weird! 
My H still adores the Oatmeal Pies.
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Like many who’ve posted here, we didn’t have a lot of money when we were growing up. My mom had one of those manual calculators* where she used a pen to slide numbers into position after adding an item to the cart to ensure she didn’t go over what was left of the two twenties my dad gave her to do the weekly shopping and manage the household. We didn’t have a lot of snack or treat foods because they didn’t fit into the budget. I envied kids who had chips or Little Debbie cakes in their lunches. But, my mom was a fabulous baker and made delicious cookies. It was a real treat to find peanut butter or chocolate chip cookies in our lunch bags. (That’s another topic: I envied kids who had lunch boxes.) My Czech grandmother also made fabulous pastry, so going to her house was a treat because she always put out a plate or tray of some amazing, sweet, flaky thing.
On the savory side, I loved Swanson pot pies and Ms. Paul’s fish sticks with lots of tartar sauce. Because my dad hated pizza, I didn’t taste pizza until a high school boyfriend took me out to a pizza parlor. I fell in love. With the pizza. In college (Ann Arbor, home of Domino’s), I ate pizza anytime I could get it. Friday night is still pizza night at our house.
*ETA: Just for fun, I looked up vintage manual calculators and found one exactly like my mom used. Does not bring back good memories.
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My mom was not a snack person, so a spoonful of peanut butter or Heartland cereal would be my snacks. When I was really lucky my grandma would send us Tastykakes! I also loved Carnation Breakfast Bars- I get cravings for those and Heartland that isn’t in business anymore.
My favorite Hostess product was Ho Hos.
I can taste it now - childhood flashback ! Nice ketchup description too
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We had the $ counter like this with the buttons at the top; it was my job to push to keep track of what was put in the cart. We didn’t have a lot of $ either; hence a lot of bologna sandwiches, but Saturdays were our special snack days. My mom was the queen of discount shopping; we were close enough to Hanover foods and all the snack food manufacturers that she would go around to all the outlet shops. They all sold the broken and dented items at a significant discount. It was my favorite part of the week. Speaking of pastries, I went to a local bakery with my parents this week; they had lekvar and poppyseed pastries in what tasted like a cream cheese dough, reminded us of my Baba’s.
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My mom had one of these too. I don’t know that she used it very well!
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I grew up knowing those as Moon Pies.
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I still love half moon cookies.
This is funny! So I volunteer is a charity thrift shop. Guess what came in today? A brand new Twinkie Maker. Of course I bought it!!
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Lol. My mom was not very into the stereotypical mom role, so she made it easier on herself. She made the sandwiches for the week on Sunday and froze them. She’s pull one out in the morning, put a piece of iceberg lettuce in a separate baggie. By lunch time I’d have a half defrosted sandwich, which if you tried to open to put the sad, wilted lettuce in, would just rip because the middle section was still frozen. I was super cool. By seventh grade I just bought lunch–either an ice cream bar, a pack of cookies, or a yogurt.
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