Photo Finish Friday

The Breakfast of Champions Edition.

I actually took this picture back in 2009 during a work trip to Houston. Why is it relevant now, you ask? Well, last night, when I meant to upload this post (but couldn’t due to Blogger being down), I was at a Hampton Inn in Schiller Park, Illinois, which is very near to O’Hare Airport. Schiller Park happens to be the birthplace of the mighty Twinkie, back in the day.

Twinkies were invented in Schiller Park, Illinois in about 1930 by James Alexander Dewar, a baker for the Continental Baking Company. Realizing that several machines used to make cream-filled strawberry shortcake sat idle when strawberries were out of season, Dewar conceived a snack cake filled with banana cream, which he dubbed the Twinkie. During World War II, bananas were rationed and the company was forced to switch to vanilla cream. This change proved popular, and banana-cream Twinkies became a part of history.

I don’t have twinkies very often, but every time I do it is a wonderful experience.

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  2. >YES!!!! It's allowed me to leave a comment at last!I've never tried one, but I always thought you had to be a "cop" to eat them or am I thinking of something else. I'm presuming they are one of those "guilty pleasures" that are soooo tasty but soooo naughty!

  3. >Schiller Park is also where I watched one of my customers tackle an FBI agent, punch him in the face, and then get up and run around a concrete pipe yard with another Fed chasing him. It was a fun day. ANd Twinkies are awesome, but I'm always overwhelmed with the kind of guilt I'm told Catholics live with. A little self-loathing is good for the soul, I suppose.

  4. >Kent, what I saw of Schiller Park pretty much inspired me to hole up in my hotel room for the night. David, I wouldn't call them a guilty pleasure. I eat them with pride, when I do. If they're good enough for Woody Harrelson in Zombieland then they're good enough for the likes of me (that movie caused Julia and I to go on a desperate post-movie store-to-store crawl to find the damn things due to the cravings it inspired).

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