Hostess Corp Goes Under, Low Carb World Completely Unaffected

Ah, the incidental joys of being low carb: I am completely unaffected by the demise of the Hostess corporation. I actually remember the last snack cake of any kind that I ate: It would have been the winter I was 21; I was at a corner bodega in Chicago, in the Rogers Park neighborhood. I had quit sugar and white flour a couple of years before, but saw -- it was either Ho-Hos or Hostess Cupcakes, one of the chocolate "creme"-filled things -- at the checkout, and thought, "Oh, what the heck. Let's see what it tastes like now."

So I bought a packet. Took one bite on my way out of the store. Dropped the rest in the corner trash can.

I wish I could remember who originally said this, because it so perfectly expresses how I felt: It was like running into an old friend, and realizing we no longer had anything in common.

I'm sorry for the folks who are losing their jobs. But I can't pretend that the demise of the Hostess corporation is anything but a boon for the country in the long run.