Whooped By A Whoopie Pie

  

My daughter and grandson flew back to Chicago this morning after a very quick visit. Although it has only been a few hours, I miss them already. Brett and Marshell have left me with lots of memories and longing to have them back here in New Jersey again. Marshell also left me with something else – a whoopie pie. Knowing him, I think that rascal did it on purpose just to taunt me. 
Believe it or not, even though I’ve heard of them, I had never had a whoopie pie in my entire life, so when he walked in yesterday evening with two of them in his hands, I was curious. They looked like chocolate frisbees. Undeniably certain death by calories and cholesterol for anyone my age.
The whoopie pie (alternatively called a black moon, gob (term indigenous to the Pittsburgh region), black-and-white, bob, or “BFO” for Big Fat Oreo, (Also recorded as “Devil Dogs,” and “Twins” in 1835 is a US baked good that may be considered either a cookie, pie, or cake. It is made of two round mound-shaped pieces of chocolate cake , with a sweet, creamy filling sandwiched between.  
While considered a New England phenomenon and a Pennsylvania Amish tradition, they are increasingly sold throughout the United States. According to food historians, Amish women would bake these desserts (known as hucklebucks, or creamy turtles at the time) and put them in farmers’ lunch pails. When farmers would find the treats in their lunch, they would shout “Whoopie!” It is thought that the original Whoopie pies may have been made from cake batter leftovers.
Now these critters, forbidden for anyone over fifty, have 65 mg cholesterol. 630 calories from which 220 are Fat calories, so what does that tell you! 
When I went to make my first ‘wake-me-up’ cup of coffee this morning there it was in the middle of the counter staring me in the face. I tried to ignore its presence, but how could I refuse a gift from my grandson. What kind of heartless grandmother would I be?
So, you guessed it, I have been there and done that. I finally have had a whoopie pie. Oh my!
How many miles do you think I’ll have to do on the treadmill as penance for my sins? I also am feeling a wee bit ‘over sugared’ and have checked ✅ whoopie pie off of my bucket list for sure! But right now, I think I’ll go for a nap!
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Welcome to my world! I have always loved to write, but I have spent most of my adult life in front of either a television or film camera. First as a Romper Room Teacher, then in television series and movies where writing took a backstage place in my life. I am now over 50 and have the freedom to get back to expressing myself through writing. I muse about my life and thoughts and just about everything under the sun. The only order to it is life itself as lived. Natural chaos! I am married and have three grown children who are interested in breeding horses, flying and creating. My youngest is the lead singer/songwriter of the Grammy nominated band, Tonic, Emerson Hart. So here I am, wanting to read about you and at the same time bringing you along with me to mine. I hope you will find me just as interesting as I do you! Hop aboard for the ride.

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