You can't go wrong when the box starts off with Nutella!
It reminds me of French class in high school. There were only a few of us left by the time we were seniors, so each of us had to be an "officer" of the club. One was the Officer of Food Management (or something to that effect). Every time we watched a French movie in class, she was in charge of bringing the baguettes and Nutella. Such fond memories, too bad I don't remember much French.