Pretty much anything I eat now is okay, though I'm still steering clear of super-spicy stuff.
This does not qualify as super-spicy:
It is an oatmeal creme pie bought through a Market Wagon vendor. First, note the size (as opposed to the sad Moon Pie once discussed here.) Second, imagine the flavor.
If you've had a Little Debbie Oatmeal Creme Pie
(and it's hard to fathom that this isn't a universal food), don't worry. They're as good as they ever were. But the Market Wagon ones are a step beyond. You can taste the real butter in the oatmeal parts, the creme is smooth and rich; I've never been able to finish one in a single go.
If anyone ever comes up with a custom honey bun, I'm done for.
2 comments:
"Little Debbie, Little Debbie, I'm coming home!"
Sorry, but the idea of an oatmeal cream cake makes my tummy tumble. Maybe because I don;t care for marshmallow, or maybe because I have never had a good one. Now, if there were chocolate involved, I would be all over it.
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