This was my plate when I was a kid in the '60s. Except that we didn't have chicken breast. We had ground meat. A pound of ground meat fed a family of 7. Spaghetti and meatballs? OK, maybe 2 small meatballs but they were made with meat, egg, bread crumbs, cheese, garlic, and a few other ingredients.
Mom knew how to stretch meat to feed the family. She knew because she (and Dad) grew up in the depression, when meat was what you got when the milking cow didn't give milk any more. Meat was what you got when the chicken stopped laying eggs. Meat was what you got when Dad found an errant duck.
That said (and I'm definitely not trying to belittle the ad), the ad is powerful because it reminds me of those times. It reminds me of when steak was a very rare occurrence. Of when 2 or 3 ounces of meat was plenty. It reminds me of how hard things were when I was a kid, and how hard things are for those that aren't making a living these days.
I like it...
Actually, I think others might have been right, the brown items were baked potatoes. It doesn’t matter. The ad is hunting.