I don't know about you, but I was raised on Pillsbury Crescents. Throughout my childhood these flaky treats were a staple at almost every meal, appearing in a wicker basket next to just about every food because let's face it, there's no wrong dish to have with a delicious dinner roll.
I've only ever experienced these crescents as a savory side, though. Sometimes stuffed with cheese, sometimes stuffed with hot dogs, and sometimes left perfectly plain to be used to mop up sauce leftover on any plate.