Because I think life is an extended effort to repair childhood, I eat kidfood when I'm sad. Spaghetti-os with sliced frankforts is a big fave, maybe because it tastes, really, like neither. Sorta tomato-mustard-y, although I've never had mustard. Point is, I have to feela little bit as though I'm sneaking it. ALSO the difficult-to- find Cambbell's Scotch Broth which has barley and (Gawd!) parsnips in it. Can't imagine why I like it. Wouldn't eat the ingredients themselves on a bet.