Alas, Hostess Choco-Bliss... I knew ye well. Your rich, moist chocolate cake... your creamy lighter-chocolate filling... your fudge-like topping, with its signature striations... Sigh... Gone the way of wax lips and bubblegum cigars. Snack cake ancient history. A minor blip in Hostess' corporate memory. But still longingly remembered by those of us who loved you.