A classic American junk food turned 80 last week, and in honor of the occasion, I'd like to share my proudest Twinkie moment.
Back in January, my daughter came home from school and mentioned that one of her first-grade classmates had brought in treats for the class to celebrate his birthday. What was it?
"A winkie," she said.
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"What's that?"
"Bread with whipped cream inside."
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I was less than thrilled to think of her consuming one of those Yellow No. 5, partially hydrogenated, high-fructose corn syrup confections.
But what a joy to know she hadn't even heard of Twinkies until the age of 7.
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