The Twinkie Tradition

The Twinkie Tradition
My Personal Stash of Creamy Goodness

Ever have one of those moments where you have a sudden realization that you have failed in some small way as a parent?  Well about five years ago, as I sat on my front step watching the kids play in the front yard, I had one of these moments.  I was talking with my spouse and some how the conversation turned to Twinkies.  My daughter, who was eleven at the time, over heard the conversation and chimed in letting us all know that she had never had a Twinkie.

My heart Stopped!

Where did I go wrong as a parent for me not to introduce an icon of American snack food to my children?

How delinquent was I on sharing my own childhood memories with the next generation?

Once I started breathing again, I grabbed my keys and was off to Wal-Mart with my daughter in tow.  I was bound and determined not to let this failure as a parent go on one moment longer.  We dodged people left and right to make our way to the processed chemical and preservative snack food aisle.

Then, there it was. The box gleaming in its tempting yellowy goodness.

Not only had my kids not partaken in the cream filled bliss of a Twinkie, but my daughter then informed me that she had never had a HoHo either.

My heart sank once again but only for a moment.

With one hand I grabbed a box of Twinkies and with the other I grabbed a box of HoHos.  Then a mini-brainstorm hit  me and taking steps not to repeat the same failure I had with the Twinkie, I asked my daughter if she had ever had a Zinger.  As she looked at me with her big blank blue eyes, I told her to grab a box of those as well.

Pride filled me as I was passing on a true American tradition to my children.  I have fond memories of ever so often finding Zingers in my lunch box in my grade school years.  I now felt secure that at least the next generation of Sommervilles would now be able to say they have had a Twinkie, a HoHo and a Zinger!

My little revelation was not lost on one of the neighborhood kids.  When we arrived back home, one of my son’s friends stated that she had never had a Twinkie either.  With permission from her mom, she too enjoyed the yellow fluffy and creamy pleasure of a Twinkie.

With Friday’s news that Hostess was shutting down production, I knew there would be a run on the bank so to speak, everyone running to the store to buy a box of memories.  So once again I grabbed my keys and made my way to Wal-Mart.  The first stop on this shopping trip had to be the Hostess snake food kiosk.  Into my cart went a box of Twinkies, a box of HoHos, Ding dongs and the little red coconut covered Zingers.  Getting up at 6 a.m. and getting to the store by 8:30 does have it’s advantages. By 3 o’clock Friday afternoon, the shelves all over Aurora, Oswego and I am sure most of America were empty of nearly all the Hostess products.  For pure entertainment I perused Ebay late Friday night and want did I find? Boxes of Hostess products selling for ten times the price you would have paid in the store.

So this is how 80 years of a product ends, selling to the highest bidder.

Whether you liked them or not, one thing remains clear.  The next generation may never have the chance to partake in these iconic little cream filled cakes.  They will only know about them by pictures and stories carried on by those of us that loved these treats.  I am proud that I was able to share this truly American indulgence with my portion of the next generation.

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    Meggan Sommerville

    Meggan Sommerville is a Christian transgender woman with a heart for educating others about the transgender community and her faith in her Savior, Jesus Christ. Her career life has taken her on a variety of adventures, from being a veterinary technician in the Western burbs of Chicago to being an EMT/Paramedic, EMS instructor, and a paid on call firefighter for Bolingbrook , Illinois. Since 1998, she has been the frame shop manager for a national craft retailer. You can contact Meggan via email at Transgirlatcross@aol.com or find her on Facebook at Trans Girl at the Cross

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