Maybe.
Australian version was ‘Camp Pie’. Read the ingredients and you’d find it was mainly cereal fillers.
Spent a very hot Scout camp in the early 1960s where we had camp pie for every lunch and evening meal (along with bread and jam for dessert and general filler) for a fortnight. Ugly, sweating, jelly like blobs of otherwise unsaleable offal and grease rapidly covered in the flies which weren’t busy shitting in the open jam tins, after a busy day of blowing the sheep. (No, not making the sheep smile, just laying maggots in the shit stuck in the wool on the back of the sheep’s legs, which was why sheep were sometimes mulesed which is now something well intentioned but ignorant people who don’t understand farming and have never had to put down a fly blown sheep think was a form of voluntary sadism practised on defenceless animals by evil farmers: http://www.petaasiapacific.com/featureMulesingAustralianWool.asp )
When my children were in primary school I had the brilliant idea of introducing them to fried camp pie, which I had vague recollections from post-Scout camp encounters as being edible, largely because of the crunchy outside. My children rejected it as soon as they put in their mouths. So, immediately afterwards, did I as soon as I put it in my mouth with a view to challenging their rejection.
I was probably of the last Australian generation which in our childhood ate foods which were common to earlier generations but which now would offend more delicate tastes, such as aged mutton, liver, kidney and other offal. I ate mutton routinely when I worked in the bush in the 1960s. I’d probably retch or even vomit if I had try to to eat it now. When I was a kid, mutton was common and lamb was a spring delicacy, while chicken was something eaten only a couple of times a year on special occasions such as Xmas. Now, chicken is spewed out of every fast food outlet on every corner while lamb is eaten occasionally, and nobody would eat mutton even if anyone was silly enough to try to sell it.
I need to check the shelves in the supermarket next time I’m there to see if camp pie is still stocked.