I love me some Little Debbie. Seriously, I’ve never met a box of Oatmeal Creme Pies, or Fudge Rounds, or Swiss Cake Rolls that I didn’t want to instantly destroy in one sitting. And I have. Sometimes multiple boxes. Hey, you were in high school once too, don’t judge me…
But I just don’t think I can do it any more. It’s not the calories, or the sugar, or the fat, or the sodium (all of which are mind-bendingly high for something that’s gone in 3 bites). They don’t make me sick, I’m not allergic to anything in them (that I know of). It’s what you see on the right. 63 ingredients. SIXTY THREE. And I could identify maybe… ten of them as actual food. Propylene glycol? That’s antifreeze. Why does antifreeze need to be in my oatmeal creme pie?
I have no idea how you get a couple of cookies with some whipped “creme” in the middle to have so many ingredients. It’s like each successive CEO of Little Debbie added a few more of their own, and they never took anything out. Insanity.
Well at any rate, as much as I love them, I just can’t do it any more. The more healthy and fit that I get, the more I can tell that my body functions better using real, whole food as fuel. Sorry Debbie… You just don’t have a place in my kitchen any more.