Friends, we are gathered here today to remember an American icon: the Hostess Twinkie.
We thought he'd live forever. Heck, some of us even based our post-apocalyptic plans on it.
And so we frittered away our time with ol' Twinkie, piling him up willy-nillie,
stacking him like LEGOs:
and even deep-frying him:
(which I hear is delicious.)
But Twinkie also inspired the arts, creating a real buzz around town:
...and fostering some truly Despicable adorableness:
By Lynda of And Dipped In Chocolate
(We can only hope these were banana cream filled. "BANANA!")
Twinkie also played an integral part in many of our generation's weddings, joining forces with his fellow snack cakes to form a veritable pillar of class, convenience, and consternation:
Adding to the tragedy, Twinkies' fellow Hostess compatriots also share in his demise. Or, to put it more plainly: ding dong, the Ding Dong's dead.
Still, it's good to remember during this time of mourning that Twinkies brought people together.
And they had beef fat in them.
But mostly the people thing.
Dearest Twinkie, you were filled with cream, but we are filled with sadness.
Your spongy exterior may have been reinforced with bovine blubber,
but ours will crumble under the weight of our heavy, heavy loss.
Yea, though we walk through the aisle at Wal-Mart
with no Hostess boxes in sight,
we shall fear no hunger...
...for Little Debbie Swiss Rolls are still with us.
Thanks to Mags, Lilla, & Annie S. for making me seriously crave some snack cakes right about now.
UPDATE: SuBee's comment today is too hysterical not to share:
"And the prophet said, cast ye your countenance toward the Walmart, and follow thy heart to the junk food aisle, for there the snack cakes are distributed in a manner wonderful to see. For the munchies are upon you, and the hunger is deep. Look with wonder upon the gifts you have been given. Of the puffed cheese and popped corn, you may eat, but not the HoHo. Of the jerky and Nutella and Doritos you may have your fill, but not the Twinkie. Of the potato chip, plain or barbecue, ranch or sugar coated, you may eat, but not the Donette. Of the oil based snack of dubious origin you may eat, but not the Ding Dong. Though your craving be deep, think not of the little chocolate cupcake with the white squiggle thereupon. For the punishment is upon us and Hostess is no more. And the people wept."
Thine comments hath madeth us laugheth out loudeth, SuBee. BLESS YOUR FACE.