All Things Hostess…

I’m not big on sweets… I am a cheese and potatoes kind of girl, but lately (at the expense of my complexion), I have been obsessed with Hostess Cupcakes. Hostess has perfected the art of snacks… Cupcakes, Twinkies, Ding Dongs, and Zingers, oh my!

Today, while wandering aimlessly in Fred Meyers (that’s what happens when I don’t have a list), I came upon a beautiful display of all things Hostess. A bright, heavenly glow was cast upon this display from above. I had no children with me, so I decided to indulge myself. As a family, we don’t usually eat processed ‘garbage’ food… so I sneak some in occasionally while alone. Hey, a mom’s got to do, what a mom’s got to do.

While parked in the dance studio parking lot waiting for my tapper, I was giddy with cupcake anticipation. In slow motion, I bit into the moist chocolate cake, my silky smooth hair gently blowing in the breeze, my eyes closed in sweet satisfaction, music tickled my ears… err… oh wait, that was a chocolate model on TV, eating her treat with perfection in a dark room (probably hiding from her kids).


In reality, I scarfed down both cakes in as few bites as necessary, my hair blown crazy by the car air conditioner, crumbs falling all over me, and delicious, creamy filling no-doubt lining my lips. Before I knew it, that moment of glory was over. My only regret… I should have bought milk..

While I sat there waiting for my munchkin, the flavor of chocolate and frosting still dancing in my mouth, I started to read the nutritional facts on the Cupcake package. Don’t plan on getting your daily dose of nutrition from these Hostess goodies. Big shocker, I know. I was surprised to see that the treat did provide 20% of my calcium, 2 grams of protein, 10% of my iron… and WHAT??? The big wow-dinger I discovered on the label is that a serving is BOTH cakes!!! Thank you Hostess for being realistic! Chips Ahoy… you can keep your ONE cookie per serving!

I wiped my mouth, brushed off the crumbs, tossed the package, and waited patiently in the car… not quite as glamorous as hopping off a hot bus in an ocean side European country, and catching a ride with a handsome Italian man… but life goes on. Love me some Audry Hepburn (check her out in her chocolate glory)… and I know she would have preferred my Hostess Cupcakes to her Galaxy Chocolate any day.

Until we meet again…