Betty Crocker Hamburger Helper, Cheesy Italian Shells Hamburger Helper, 6.1 oz
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Yes, if there is no meat in it. To make it, I frequently use the word impossible.
Who can say? Noodles are dry and, as far as I know, last forever; powdered sauce, not so much; I've never had a problem with it and have kept them for over 6 months when I forgot I had them.
Selected User Reviews For Betty Crocker Hamburger Helper, Cheesy Italian Shells Hamburger Helper, 6.1 oz
Since the flavor change, it's been a disaster. They changed their policy to no longer include artificial ingredients, as far as I can tell. People, on the other hand, would not choose Hamburger Helper if they wanted to eat something healthy in the first place. br>br>This is yet another example of upper management, most likely fresh out of their MBA, thinking they've picked up on some trends while completely failing to recognize the actual consumers who use their products. br>br>I hope your sales numbers show you that you made a mistake over time - I stopped buying on a weekly basis and now never do.
I'm not sure when they changed the flavor, but it's nothing like I remember it being. I'll never buy this again because it's disgusting. If the manufacturer ever reads these testimonials, it will be a pleasant surprise. You guys should revert to your previous flavor because this is disgusting.
I believe I purchased this because it reminded me of something I enjoyed as a child. It's not. It has an odd texture, almost slimy, and has little flavor. br>br>If you're looking for a bargain, this could be a good option. Even so, I believe you could get something for less money plus a pound of beef that would be far superior.
I paid $6 for one box, which is ridiculous.
It's a simple and quick meal.
For an uncomfortable amount of time in my life, Hamburger Helper has filled a specific niche in my poor dinner planning skills: the Cheesy Italian Shells version was, by far, the only flavor that I would crave/enjoy, and thus was the one that stayed on my shelf, for "those" nights. My SO was preparing our once-every-other-week cheesy burger-bit-filled pasta offering a few months ago when I smelled a strong plastic odor. as if there was a strong odor in the house Our first thought was that a small piece of the plastic pasta bag had landed on the heating element of our high-end metal coil electric stove. We laughed it off as we aired out the house, only a little less hungry for our All-American meal. Dinner in the United States of America Imagine us, happy and smiling with a slight double chin jiggle (do I need to paint you this picture? I'm an American who eats Hamburger Helper. The steamy scent rose to our nostrils as we raised our cheese sauce-dripping pasta goodness to our mouths. That's when we realized the plastic had to have gotten into our food. We were dejected and despondent, resigned to throwing out the meal and starting over, but dinner was still on the table 30 minutes later. We carefully counted all of the packaging, sauteed our beef, added the liquids, dipped the pasta shells, and then opened the packet containing processed dehydrated cheesy flavor powder. THE SMELL, THE SMELL, THE SMELL. The entire packet reeked of chemicals when we found our demon. Our evening was saved by combining partial cheese bits, taco seasoning, and various other seasonings and spices to make a home-made Hamburger Helper that reminded me of my childhood with a single, criminally underpaid mother. br>br>Like any good Karen trainee (I'm a man, so maybe that makes me a Chad or Keith, I'm not sure), I contacted the company via email customer service, and they responded with a lovely semi-customized auto response and a coupon to replace the meal. For a few months, I was wary, but the alluring red and yellow package couldn't be ignored, and we brought our old friend, the twin pack of Cheesy Italian Shells, home with us. We returned home, wary of the situation, and began preparing the meal. Now, I assure you, it smelled like chemicals while we were preparing it, but I'm not afraid to try new things. So I reasoned, perhaps the smell isn't representative of the flavor, and perhaps it will improve if we let it "air out" after cooking? Wishful thinking, to be sure. My family's expressions showed that no amount of rationalization or denial could conceal the horror we had just experienced. It was as if we'd just learned of the death of a close friend. The cheesy shells that we had grown to love were no longer available.
I detected a faint odor of toilet bowl cleaner while preparing this dish. I was hoping it didn't taste as bad as it smelled, but I couldn't finish the plate and had to discard the entire batch. This is by far the most unpleasant taste. WTF? the unnatural.