Ding gone

Do you remember Hostess Ding Dongs, those foil covered cakes with a cream filling wrapped in chocolate frosting? The ones your mom would put in your school lunch as a mouth watering dessert that you would always eat first?

Of course there was an art to eating the hunk of chocolate deliciousness. 

First you had to carefully peal off the hard chocolate frosting and leave it in a pile on the foil, as to save the best for last. Kinda the dessert after the dessert.

 After the cake was devoured, the frosting was next. The wonderful carefully pealed frosting.

Yes that was how to eat a ding dong.

When my dad took over making our lunches, the scrumptious

chocolate dessert was replaced with apples and banana's.

Ever had a banana in a sack lunch? If you had then you would know that everything in the brown paper bag smelled and tasted like a banana.

My lunches were never the same.

As the years moved forward and I got older, so did the Hostess Ding Dong.

I tried one once just to relive a bit of my childhood.

The chocolate frosting coating had a waxy taste and the cake inside seemed dry and unappealing. 

It was the last ding dong I ever ate.

When Mod Pizza came to our desert town the husband and I were anxious to give it a go. We decided it was worthy of our circle of restaurants and added it to our Que.

Sitting next to the register on a pedestal plate they have foil wrapped chocolate desserts, much like a Hostess Ding Dong.

I eyeball those every time we're there. I mentioned it to the husband that one of these days I want to try one, but then remember the icky dry taste of a ding dong and quickly changed my mind.

He took his dad to Mod pizza one afternoon and for a birthday treat, he bought him one of those foil desserts. 

Apparently he must have tasted it because he later told me they were made of dark chocolate and way too rich for him.

My ears perked up. Dark chocolate? Too rich? He had my full attention as my mouth started to water.

We ate there the other night and unlike my childhood lunches, I saved the dessert for last and bought one after our dinner.

It definitely was everything the husband described.

Oh how I love dark chocolate and the cake inside did not disappoint, rich, moist and creamy.

Each bite melted in my mouth.

The next time my parents are in town it will be my turn to do lunch. We'll go to Mod pizza and after they are finished,

a rich chocolate dessert will be waiting for them.