When I was a kid, I’d beg my parents for a box of Hamburger Helper from the grocery store—something about the ooey, gooey, and impossibly cheesy beef and noodle mixture on the box drew me in. But ...
They didn't come right out and invoke the words "Hamburger Helper," but when the Taste staff was putting together ideas for make-them-yourself Christmas gifts for an all-holiday issue in November 1972 ...
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