You know, when I was a youngster, before the Astros even existed, my brother and I used to really look forward to the weekly fish stick night. We would pound those things down.
And now, with the benefit of decades of my own experience and a lot of hindsight, I realize how hard my folks were working to stretch their dollars, and how they did so without complaint (at least that we youngsters could recognize). Makes me love 'em that much more.