The real tragedy of Brooklyn, New York, is that it thinks it’s too good for Little Debbie Christmas Tree Cakes.
Tate’s line the shelves. Seasonal panettones. Even, sometimes, Entenmann’s (which are the B-team to Little Debbie’s A.) Quadratini wafers (any flavor), or a nine dollar box of Lu shortbread cookies. But Little Debbie? Boxes or single wrapped? Nowhere to be found in this otherwise charmed borough.
I’ve got news for you, Brooklyn, New York:
You’re not too good for Little Debbie.
You never have been, and you never will be.