You know, now that you mention it I don't think I've ever eaten a twinkie.

I could eat exactly zero twinkies.

You know, now that you mention it I don't think I've ever eaten a twinkie.

I could eat exactly zero twinkies.

They changed the filling. I don't know when. When I was a kid, my mom put one in my lunch box every day. Now...they just taste...wrong.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gros_Michel_banana

This is the banana most Baby-Boomers remember; it's no longer a commercial cultivar, because it's particular susceptible to Panama Banana Fungus. Consequently, we get the less banana-y Cavendish and its two primary sub-cultivars (Grand Nain and Dwarf Cavendish).

At a small overpriced college somewhere near Cleveland, there are people who eat in cooperative dining halls. A while back, maybe 8 years or so, there was a special meal prepared to celebrate their collective nostalgia for the sugary foods of youth. The breadbakers inserted surprise Twinkies in the loaves of wholegrain bread. Good idea, no? Once in the ovens, the loaves exploded in volcanic blurps of white creamy lava. Being educated people, they called the Hostess 1-800 number on the back of the Twinkie packages and explained their situation. They learned that the said pastries are, in fact, never baked. They are polymers with a painted dye on the bottom designed to mimic the golden brown of the oven. When Hostess was asked whether the Twinkies could still be consumed, they were told, "We would not recommend that."