You’re A ’70s Kid If These Foods Made You Feel Rich and Fancy

Some foods just made you feel fancy growing up. Whether it was the shiny wrapper, a European-sounding name, or the fact that it only came out when guests were over, these were the treats that made everyday snack time feel like a black-tie affair.

Babybel Cheese
Unwrapping that red wax casing was a full experience—like opening a gift before snack time. The cheese was creamy, the wax was fun, and you could always reshape it for silly nose props or mini sculptures. It was tiny, pricey, and felt like cheese royalty.

Sociables Crackers
These weren’t your everyday saltines. The assorted shapes made them feel like they came straight from a French bakery, even though they were made for dips and cheese balls. They only appeared during parties, which instantly gave them prestige.

Welch’s Grape Juice
This was not regular juice—it was juice with status. If you drank it from a wine glass with a splash of ginger ale, it felt like you were attending a grown-up dinner party. White grape juice, though? Not fancy. Not even close.

Häagen-Dazs Ice Cream
If the name sounded foreign and hard to pronounce, it had to be top shelf. This stuff came in tiny tubs with grown-up flavors like coffee and rum raisin. You needed a spoon and a serious attitude to enjoy it.

Ferrero Rocher Chocolates
Golden foil, paper cups, and that fancy little sticker—it was luxury in candy form. These weren’t just chocolates; they were “special occasion” chocolates, usually reserved for holidays or important visitors. You felt rich just holding one.

Guylian Seashell Chocolates
They looked too pretty to eat with their marbled swirls and sea creature shapes. Even the name “Guylian” sounded like something whispered on a yacht. You didn’t even care what they tasted like—they just looked rich.

Milano Cookies (Pepperidge Farm)
Each bag came with only 15 cookies, so you had to ration them like gold bars. The chocolate was perfectly placed between two crisp biscuits that made you feel like you were snacking in an English garden. These weren’t for lunchboxes—they were for moments of quiet cookie sophistication.

Viennetta Frozen Dessert
This dessert didn’t just sit in your freezer—it owned it. The layers of ice cream and chocolate folded like waves, and that cracking sound when you sliced into it? Chef’s kiss. You couldn’t just serve it—you had to announce it.

Pirouettes
These rolled wafer tubes were full of mystery and probably filled with hazelnut or chocolate cream. They looked like something you’d find in a Parisian café next to a tiny espresso cup. No one knew where they came from, but they screamed elegance.

Velveeta Shells & Cheese
The cheese came pre-melted in a pouch, which already felt like an upgrade from powdered cheese dust. It was creamy, rich, and stuck to the shells like velvet. Once you’ve tried it, regular mac and cheese felt like peasant food.

Toblerone Chocolate
Shaped like mountain peaks and packed with honey-almond nougat, Toblerone was the chocolate bar for jet-setters. You didn’t just break off a piece—you snapped it with flair. Even the triangle box made you feel like you were opening a gift from Switzerland.

General Mills International Coffee
Just saying “Café Vienna” made you feel like you were sipping lattes on a cobblestone street. These tins were marketed with elegant accents and soft music, making you believe adult life was all about soft sweaters and quiet jazz. It was basically the gateway to adulthood—just in powdered form.

Bigelow Teas
If a grown-up brought out the Bigelow tea box, you knew you were entering fancy territory. With flavors like “Constant Comment” and “English Teatime,” you were instantly transported to a castle somewhere in the UK. You probably didn’t like the taste—but you loved the presentation.

After-Dinner Chocolate Mint Wafers
The ritual was everything: eat dinner, then enjoy one mint. Just one! They came in a foil tray and felt like something you’d get at a fancy steakhouse. Sure, they tasted like toothpaste, but it was luxury toothpaste.

Grey Poupon Mustard
This was the crown jewel of condiments. You never actually used it, but you’d 100% quote the commercial: “Pardon me, do you have any Grey Poupon?” It was reserved for people in limousines, tuxedos, or your Aunt Linda’s wine parties.

Fancy Ice
An automatic ice dispenser meant a family had arrived. The perfectly cubed, clear-as-crystal ice felt upscale, especially compared to cloudy cubes from a tray. And if someone bought a bag of ice from the store? That was true elegance, right there in your lemonade.

Real Maple Syrup
Forget the squeeze bottle—real syrup came in a glass jar shaped like a maple leaf or a tin with a scene from Vermont. It was expensive, earthy, and a little too strong for your taste, but you respected it. That squeeze bottle stuff didn’t stand a chance.

Freshly Squeezed Orange Juice
If someone handed you orange juice that didn’t come from a frozen can, it was next level. The pulp, the freshness, the bright yellow color—it felt like sunshine in a glass. You were practically on a beach in Florida, even if it was just Sunday breakfast.