Lassooed by Twinkie the Kid
Friday, November 16, 2012
The news came on as we watched the conveyor belt at our favorite sushi joint.
"Hostess closes doors". I had eaten nothing at lunch but beef broth and apple sauce in preparing for a trip for sushi tonight. I'm tracking everything and losing weight.
But the gut punch of never having a twinkie again? Ho HO? DING DONG? We ran to the store and watched as a lady pulled the last box of chocolate twinkies. She was on the phone with a companion who was casing other stores. We took three boxes of Ding Dongs at Safeway and hit the Albertsons on the way home. A box of Zingers, two of Ho Hos and one last lone box of twinkies.
We reminisced about craving hostess as kids in a house that could not afford. We laughed about the commercials. Finally, we each opened a box and devoured a treat. Allen had a Zinger, "sniff it first!" I said. I had a chocolate twinkie.
You know what? It wasn't that good. Now what do I do with all those darn treats? Am I strong enought??
Food bank.....or EBAY!!