And I had seeded rye
Posted: November 27, 2012 at 4:22 a.m.
In my childhood, Hostess snack foods loomed as the symbol of freedom. Freedom from the cruel health food regimen and ethnic dietary peculiarities of my keepers. Freedom to eat and dance and flirt and wear loafers and be cute and silly and utterly American.
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Editorial, Pages 12 on 11/27/2012