GROWING UP

They just announced that Hostess is liquidating.  My first temptation was to go to the nearest store and buy up everything that I possibly could get in my freezer and hoard!!!!  No more Ding Dongs, no more Twinkies, no more cupcakes, no more donuts for breakfast. 

Now if you have had anything to do with my blog you will realize that I have Celiac disease.  Someone with this disease should know better.  But if you will recall in one of my first blogs, I listed everything off that I would miss and one of them was having a diet coke and hostess donut in the morning.  Yes I did cut back when the doctor said no more, but for some reason I felt the need about every week at least once to have some of those coconut cinnamon donuts on my way to work along with my diet Coke/Pepsi straight out of the machine.  It usually didn't make me happy in the end, but it was great going down. 

I sometimes hate corporate America, it takes the childhood out of all of us.  I remember when Tab went off the market, everyone was buying them as fast they could and it was sad day when your last can was drank. 

I saw a news real on Bevin Bros. who are the bell making company out of Belltown, Connecticut that supplies all of us with small to large bells each year for Christmas.  They are the ones that have been supplying bells to the Salvation Army for years.  They have been in business for 130 years.  They were hit by lightening this last year and the whole factory went up in flames.  Now Matt Bevin said on this that he would never seize to give up making bells and still has some of the employees working for him in makeshift factory to supply those bells this year.  You hear these stories of how a President of a company losing money would rather cut back certain benefits or money to keep his employees employed.

I am sure there is a lot more to this story than just keeping people employed, the greed of many will take down everything.  I defended against the Canadians of how many chemicals and preservatives were in them.  I didn't care as long as it preserved not just my body, but my childhood.

I think of my obsession of peeling food came from Hostess.  I would slowly take the frosting of the cupcake off.  Slowly eat the cake to finally getting to the cream and then eat the frosting up to the white curlycues and then finish it off in eating them last.  The Ding Dongs weren't just ate quickly, it was slowly peeled hopefully in large chucks of chocolate and then I would eat the cake and then finish it off eating the chocolate.  The pies were only purchased for a treat when I went on field trips, no more field trips.  The Twinkies what can you say about a Twinkie other than every child ate them and I even made a wedding cake out of them for my daughter's husband.  And of course the best for last, everyone was raised on the Hostess white bread.  It was soft and the taste lingered while it stuck to your teeth.     

I am sad and I don't want Hostess' grownups to make stupid decisions to offend your memories.