I've been seeing these delectable desserts all over the place lately. Apparently cupcakes went out with Sex & the City, and the whoopie pie stepped in to fill the trendy overpriced dessert vacuum. The name is rather catchy. In any event, I thought it high time I gave them a try. I mean, what's not to like? Chocolate cake and marshmallow creme, all in a compact, easy to hold sandwich form? I'm sold (but I'm easy). So this afternoon, I donned my happy homemaker apron and used this recipe to whip up some simply lovely whoopie pies, all the while humming this song.
Oh my goodness, can I just tell you how fabulous these are? I'm a southern gal, so the best way I can describe the deliciousness of the whoopie pie, is to say that it is sort of the Yankee version of a Moon Pie. But, even though I feel like a traitor for saying it, a whoopie pie is about a zillion times better than any old moon pie I've ever had. For one thing, I've never had a homemade moon pie. A moon pie is just something you buy at the gas station and unwrap as you crack open your RC cola on the way to the lake. I'm not really knocking the moon pie, I'm just saying whoopie pies are infinitely superior. There's no obnoxious graham crackery crustiness to get through; it's just dense, moist chocolate cake and sweet, fluffy marshmallow cream. There's something so childlike and mischievous about biting into a whoopie pie. You can't think about calories or worry about getting marshmallow creme all over your face. Just dive in and enjoy!
*Update: I've just hit the whoopie pie recipe jackpot! Martha always knows a good thing when she sees it, but damn her and her alphabetized linen closets.
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