Do you remember elementary school? Yes, I know it was a long time ago. Way back when Transformers weren't controlled by Micheal Bay and when the Smurfs were kinda lame, but definitely
did not have their own 3-D movie coming out. It was a simpler time, for sure. All you had to worry about was your trapper keeper, your day-glow t-shirt, and whether or not your hair was crimped enough. And, of course, what you had for lunch. There was average fare - the pb and j, the cheese whiz, the bologna and butter- but what you really wanted lay deep inside your My Little Pony lunchbox.
Lunch-Dessert. It was usually pre-packaged. It was always dry. It probably could survive a nuclear holocaust. But, holy pete, did you ever love them.
My lunch box never contained Twinkies - I don't think I trusted them as a kid. Something about the unnatural log shape. I was a chocolate girl - I took after my Dad. So we both would choose those little devil food cupcakes as our after-lunch snack. The little white icing swirl and waxy chocolate topping would make us come running.
