Curbside Musings: 1987 Oldsmobile Toronado Troféo – Inedible?

1987 Oldsmobile Toronado Troféo somewhere on I-80 in Nebraska, driving behind a tanker truck with the warning "INEDIBLE" on the back of the tank

Many of my Curbside finds have been during some of the most random of times.  Last month, I was on my annual business trip to my insurance underwriting territories in the beautiful, Midwestern states of Iowa and Nebraska when this Toronado Troféo came into view.  “Brad”, the marketing guy, and I have worked together for almost fifteen years, so he and I have this whole system down.  I’ll fly into Eppley International in Omaha, and he’ll get me from there before we head out to see our clients.  We’ll have this classic rock soundtrack playing in the background, make our game plan for what each meeting will entail, and just shoot the stuff and catch up.  He’s cool, and we work well together.

1987 Oldsmobile Tornado Troféo brochure pages, as sourced from www.oldcarbrochures.org.

I’ve gotten a sense that he’s finally used to me having my camera in the footwell in front of me as we drive from place to place, often with miles-long stretches of expressway lined with cornfields and lots of time to kill.  I learned long ago that face-to-face interactions with business clients can be really enjoyable and also essential in both parties gaining an understanding of each other on both sides of the transactional equation.  In my business writing, I tend to just get right down to it (as a no-nonsense, born-and-bred Flint native), but in person, I also like to have fun and get to know my trusted agency partners.  I have long held awareness that the difference in “tone” between my written business and personal communication can seem quite significant.

1987 Oldsmobile Toronado Troféo. Somewhere on I-80 in Nebraska. Monday, September 29, 2025.

With that said and putting myself in Brad’s shoes, I can imagine that more than a few occasions have come up during these trips when he might have wished I wasn’t quite so enthusiastic with my picture-taking while riding shotgun.  I imagine that this Oldsmobile’s sighting might have been one of those times.  I mean, I understand that it’s one thing to take a picture of a parked car or even a moving car across the road that’s traveling in the opposite direction.  It’s something else entirely to be moving in lockstep with other travelers where the odds are very good that your two vehicles will line up again right next to each other.  Unless Brad’s company car had a dark limo tint (which it doesn’t, and the thought of that makes me chuckle), the riders in the vehicle of interest would likely see me geeking out and raising my camera to the passenger’s side door window glass.  My modus operandi at the time was to get my pictures, regardless of quality, because these downsized Olds E-bodies have been thin on the ground for years.

1987 Oldsmobile Toronado Troféo. Somewhere on I-80 in Nebraska. Monday, September 29, 2025.

It could also go either way in terms of how such a driver’s or passenger’s observation of my interest in their vehicle could be interpreted.  It’s possible that the occupants of the Toronado would be flattered by my apparent enthusiasm and attention, or conversely, disdainful of what could be misunderstood as a diss on their example of what had been, when new, a very unpopular car.  After managing to take these few pictures from the passenger’s seat (and I offer my apologies that they’re not up to my usual standards) and being satisfied with them, I wasn’t exactly craning my neck afterwards to make eye contact with the driver.  I’m all for great insurance adventures with Brad, but fending off a potential road rage attack ranks very low on the list of experiences I wish to have.

1987 Oldsmobile Toronado Troféo. Somewhere on I-80 in Nebraska. Monday, September 29, 2025.

Timing is often crucial, and it wasn’t until I had gotten home to examine these frames that I paid more attention to the tanker trailer in front of the Oldsmobile.  “Inedible.”  I had to laugh to myself.  This very word might have been in the minds of many buyers and fans of Oldsmobile’s traditional style of middle-class luxury when the downsized, fourth-generation E-Body Toronado appeared in the fall of 1985 as an ’86 model.  This car wasn’t the cornfed, steak-and-potatoes personal luxury car that many had come to expect and appreciate from Lansing.  No, this new Toronado was like what happens when a well-loved eating establishment tries to modernize itself with a new, hip image, overhauls the menu wholesale, and then also completely loses its clientele.

1987 Oldsmobile Tornado Troféo brochure pages, as sourced from www.oldcarbrochures.org.

I feel like I should reiterate from my essay from earlier this year on a different, same-generation Toronado that I like these cars and had mostly appreciated their aesthetics from day one.  I have also eaten monkey meat before, during my fourth grade year spent mostly in my paternal grandfather’s ancestral village in upcountry Liberia.  Would you say that monkey sounds inedible?  It tasted fine to me before I learned that I was eating the beautiful, fascinating creature with which I had been so joyfully playing in the living room only days before when it was brought by the house.  I love Liberian and west African cuisine and this monkey experience was an outlier, but while living there, I had no choice but to eat whatever was in front of me, or nothing.  If you wanted a new Toronado in ’86, there was this relatively small, rounded, front-drive E-body, or nothing.  The Troféo package was added in mid-’87 as a sportier, more road-focused alternative to the more luxury-oriented base model.  You can read about the Troféo package here and also here.

1987 Oldsmobile Toronado Troféo. Somewhere on I-80 in Nebraska. Monday, September 29, 2025.

I know the featured car is either an ’87 or an ’88 because of the Toronado badge on the trunk lid and also since the Troféo became its own separate model for ’89, but that’s as far as I can take it.  If someone can correctly identify the model year, please comment below.  Many consumers must have thought these cars were inedible, automotively speaking, because only about 15,000 ’87 models were sold, and another 16,500 for ’88.  This was after Olds had pulled in over 48,000 Toronado orders for ’84 and another 42,000 for ’85, the year before the big shrink.  Ouch.  My Encyclopedia of American Cars from the editors of Consumer Guide did not break out numbers between the base Toronado and the Troféo for these two model years, but given the E-Body’s scarcity in both years, I’m not sure that it even matters.  I wonder if parts availability had contributed to the creative exhaust outlet solution found on this example, which I almost didn’t notice until I was editing out the license plate number.

1987 Oldsmobile Toronado Troféo. Somewhere on I-80 in Nebraska. Monday, September 29, 2025.

The chefs at General Motors had fiddled with the Oldsmobile menu and ended up with a dish with much, much smaller portions and a completely different flavor profile than what most people either were used to or wanted from their personal luxury Toronado.  Was this new package truly inedible, or just too different for the time compared to the dish it had replaced?  Like I had mentioned before, I’ve eaten some very exotic foods, and independent of that, I’ve also eaten some small, unsatisfying meals.  I might, however, have sampled this new Troféo, even if I wouldn’t have ordered the entire entrée.

Somewhere on I-80 in Nebraska.
Monday, September 29, 2025.

Brochure photos were sourced from www.oldcarbrochures.org.