I still have scar tissue on the roof of my mouth from a pot pie eaten in the 70's.
But the Swanson Creamed Chipped Beef and the Turkey Tetrazzini were pretty good.
My father bought one of the first microwave ovens that came out. My step-mother was not much of a cook, and decided to make a meatloaf in it. It came out like grey Skippy dog food. She also fed us Hamburger Helper every single night for two years, and this was back when there was only one or two flavors of the crap. I still feel like puking when I smell that stuff cooking.
The upside is, I learned to be one hell of a cook.