You know how some foods taste really great at certain times, and not so great other times? Well that’s not the case with Suzy-Qs. They’re always delightful—a sublime mixture of cake, creamy filling, and enough chemicals to keep them tasting fresh for many years.

But one day I had some Suzy-Qs that were especially good.

I was in seventh grade and I was walking home from school, which was a distance of about three miles. I was extremely hungry because the cafeteria had featured this concoction we called “chicken gloppatory” for lunch, and I couldn’t face it. And I had about three dollars on me, because I had just collected from my paper route customers.

So I stopped in at the Sentry grocery store bought an entire box of Suzy-Qs. And I didn’t eat them right away. First, I hiked to a place way back in the woods where I could relax and enjoy them unhurriedly, one by one, without the risk of having to share them with siblings.

It was a cool, crisp fall day, overcast with gusty wind and low clouds scudding by. When I got to my secret spot in the woods I plunked down in a big pile of leaves and just watched the clouds roll by for a few minutes. It was magical looking up. The tops of the trees were sweeping the clouds by as gusts of wind surged and waned, like Mother Nature breathing.

After a while I unwrapped the first delightful Suzy-Q. Even though the air was chilly and the wind was swirling it was quite comfortable sitting there. I took a bite and knew instantly that this was the best food I ever tasted.

Say what you will about Hostess. When you’re 13 years old and flush with cash, you can’t do better.