Last Monday I was in a bad mood. A wicked bad mood. I'd been sick all night Saturday, having eaten what I can only guess was either undercooked Fred Meyer deli chicken or bad potato salad. So I wasn't 100% by Monday morning. Had a very busy, rough day at work and was PMSing on top of it. Talk about the Trifecta from Hell.
I was in such a rotten mood that I came through the front door already yelling at Brian to turn the fucking music down and jesus christ he knows I need peace and quiet when I get home. Small wonder he slunk back downstairs and then decided to escape to the local watering hole till I was less chaotic and twirly.
During my horrid funk that night I started online window shopping, which always makes me feel better. Awhile back I stumbled on a website called The Candyland Store, which stocks a bunch of snacks and candy that American baby boomers like myself grew up eating. Stuff like Black Jack Gum, Atomic Fire Balls and Hostess/Drake's cakes. Drake's seems to have been a Northeastern regional brand, which was eventually bought out by Hostess. Children in the 70's enjoyed delicious Yodels, Ho Ho's, Devil Dogs, Yankee Doodles, Ring Dings and Coffee Cakes. I realized that I hadn't had a cinnamon coffee cake in about 30 years, and it was always a fave treat when I was a kid.
So I bought some. I thought I was buying 2 boxes of 6 for a total of 12 crumb cakes, but in my haste to purchase them, I failed to realize that each box held 12!
Packaging still looks the same!
And Oh. My. God. It still tastes the same!!!!
Anyone wanna come over and help me polish them off?
