Okay...there were no little old men harmed in any way for the sake of my last post. That was pure figment of my imagination.
Also, in my opinion Wonder bread is an abomination to the bread world. My mother may have once put a Hostess Twinkie in my school lunch, but I highly doubt it. I am overly suspicious of that white stuff inside those cakes and have no desire to actually eat any of them.
I do, however, fondly remember the treat of a Butterscotch Krimpet. I believe they were made by Tastykake. I wouldn't eat those anymore either, though. My palate has refined over the years. I prefer real food over something my brother may have synthesized from random substances found in his Little Scientist chemical kit.
I do admit that I spaced out, switched grocery carts along the way and lost my purse while doing some grocery shopping. I also did the frantic search of my car and then the house before learning that it had been turned over to the service desk by the very nice people in the deli department who saw the purse sitting unclaimed for a period of time in an empty cart.
I was going to write about having a serious blonde moment (even though, yes, my hair is now grey...I am in full disclosure mode here). I just happened to see about the closing down of the Hostess company and about some people starting to horde the snacks on the Google news while I was getting to blogspot. So my imagination took a little flight.
Fooled you, though, didn't I?