i was compelled to make miniature twinkies because i’d always heard that they weren’t really baked, were just some bizarre chemical plastic treat, and that the slightly darker golden color along the bottom and sides (which i realize you can’t see here, but trust me) was air brushed on to make them seem like a more wholesome fresh-from-the-oven cake. trickery!
i can’t seem to find any evidence supporting the fake bake story, so i have a hunch it was an urban legend someone’s mom made up to make them sound gross and unappetizing. it worked on me, i can’t remember the last time i ate one, and i have had no desire to eat one- until i started working on these. i found my self looking longingly at the little packaged pairs in the checkout line, in my mind justifying their purchase in the interest of my “art”, but i managed to crank out a few little tiny twinkies without succumbing to the cream filled sirens.
it’s hard man, every day i pray for strength.
you can buy your very own limited edition print of my twinkies and their little hostess cupcake cousins right here.