I have a confession to make. I took Twinkies for granted. I'd see the Hostess boxes in the grocery aisle from time to time and think, "Hmm, I haven't had one in a while. Maybe I should grab a box." Then I'd shake my head, push my cart forward, and tell myself I'd get one on the next trip.
Only now it might be too late. In the span of a few short hours last week, every last Twinkie disappeared off store shelves, along with Ding Dongs, cupcakes, Ho Hos, and Wonder Bread.
When the story first broke that Hostess wanted to liquidate and shut down, I made some passing remark to my husband that I really needed to grab a box before they were gone. Then the idea vanished as I went about my day.
But the thought stuck with my husband, and on his way home that night, he swung by Safeway to see what was left. As it turns out, nothing. The shelves were bare, not a Ding Dong in sight. Only Little Debbie smiled down at him from atop her new throne.
I really had no idea people would make such a run on the remaining supplies. The news showed one woman who had an entire backseat full of boxes for her kids, even though her kids had never tried a Hostess treat in their lives. A newspaper article mentioned that one guy was selling three boxes of Ding Dongs online for three hundred dollars.
There's talk that this might not be the end after all. A judge has ordered Hostess to meet with bakers and lenders before calling it quits. Other companies have expressed interest in the product lines if they become available at a bankruptcy auction. We may not know the fate of those Twinkies for months, but there's one thing I do know. I've never wanted a Ding Dong so much in my life.