I would always sneak in the refrigerator and eat seconds, and underneath my bed – you know, I had my own bedroom – it was littered with Twinkie wrappers and Jolly Rancher wrappers. And I would sneak-eat, because I was denied food, not because I was hungry, but because my mom and dad did the best they could in 1970 and ’71 and ’72.
Wendy Williams