I was having a snack attack after lunch and decided to hit the vending machine on the second floor of my office building. For $1 I got a Hostess Fruit Pie (Apple). (Naturally and Artificially flavored). Holy shit, was it good! I haven’t had one since I was in High School, I think. I remember the Cherry ones were even better, but my only choice was Apple. God DAMN that was fucking good!
I had a LOT of sugar in it, too. More than I’m accustomed to ingesting. Whew.
DAMN!
Come back to this thread in an hour when you have the inevitable crash, sugar boy. :D:D:D
When I was in elementary school and the inevitable noon lunchroom food-trading began, a Hostess Fruit Pie brought from home was the ne plus ultra, the apex, the paramount, the be-all, the end-all, the fucking gold standard. You could get anything for a Hostess Fruit Pie… but why would you want to? Now I’m a grownup (more or less) and can have them whenever I want to, but actually do so only every five or six years, I’d say. Still like 'em, though.
Please share the calories and fat content, my dear.
It might be healthier to bake an apple pie from scratch.
Yeah, baby. Ain’t nothin’ like biting off that extra thick sugar encrusted corner.
:: delighted shudder ::
Not the same experience by a long shot.
And not to send anyone into a serious sugar rush, but y’all realize it’s Girl Scout cookie season, right?
I want a dessert that’ll make me cuss.
480 calories, 20 grams of fat in the much-superior-to-Apple Cherry version.
I used to get those from the vending machine across the way from my dorm when I was in college. If I was lucky the cherry ones were there, if not, my options were reduced to Grandma’s Cookies, two giant stale cookies in a package.
That’s one of those things that, like Elindil’s Heir describes, when you’re a kid you tell yourself “When I am a grownup, I will eat these every day!”
And then you grow up and you forget about them.
Then you stumble on them again when you’re an adult and they’re just as fantastic as you remember.
So you buy one every day.
Except, after the second day, you start thinking “what exactly is it that gives this pie that fired-lard-and-sugar taste?” and perhaps consider the caloric content.
Then after the third day, after your third pie, you imagine little gobs of “fried-lard-and-sugar taste” breaking off of the pie and sticking to the walls of your arteries.
On the fourth day, you wonder why you’ve had to run to the bathroom so much this week.
By the time you get back to the vending machine after the weekend, you’ve given up on your childhood dream.
The Vatican came out with a whole new catalog of sins today and still totally overlooked Hostess Fruit Pies?!!
Those are pretty damned yummy. I remember eating every flavor under the sun. Seriously, I think I’ve had them all.
Chocolate…not as bad as you’d think.
Do they still make the lemon-custard kind? I’m sorry, but those were nasty.
Man, I haven’t had one of those for aaaages! Moderation is the key, no?
My mom was hooked on Hostess Ding Dongs . With a huge glass of milk. Yeah, I think we went through a box in a couple of days. It was really hard to stop at one, but two was just the ticket. I think I may need to get me a box…for old time’s sake, of course.
Apple fruit pies are overindulgence incarnate. I love them partially because they’re as good today as I remember as a child. But damn I just can’t rationalize eating one. As TDN points out, even the “bad” parts were good.
But wow, I sure could do one right now.
Mmm. Delicious Hostess Fruit Pies ™.
Perfect for stopping any act of supervillany!
67g of carbohydrate. Roughly the same as an entire sixer of beer.
And that, my friends, is why I don’t eat any Hostess products. 
When you’re ready for the real thing, you gotta try Tastykake’s pies.
Num-nums for the tum-tums! (click on “pies” to the left)