Well, we didn't eat them until we had cooked them in the toaster oven first.
They were warm and crispy on the outside and HOT LAVA inside but they were awesome.
I remember going to the store (I believe it was Lucky's) and my grandpa pulling them from the freezer bin.
I'd eat mine, while watching Hong Kong Phooey and the Godzilla cartoon, with a dessert fork that had two tines that came together like a V in the middle (it always reminded me of a sleestak's hand).
It's a good memory. I feel warm and safe when I go there.
My grandfather passed away recently. I am going to miss him.