Whoopie Pies, if you have never heard of them, are something like a sandwich cookie on steriods.  Big, cakey gobs (in fact Gobs isyet another name for them) of (usually) chocolate with a creamy filling.  A kinder, gentler Oreo.

The word on the street is that they evolved in the Amish community and were sent to school with the children.  Upon opening their lunch pails the delighted children would cry “Whoopie!” and the name was born.

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My granddaughter, Isabella Jordan Myers, entered the world just after noon March 20, fashionably late for luncheon. Her attire was a simple ensemble chic yet unique. She was 9 lbs 5 1/2 ozs and 21 1/2 inches long..or something like that. She will not be assisting in the kitchen quite yet as she has some training to finish first.

Her sister, brother, uncles, aunts, and sundry other relatives adore her…almost as much as….well…you  know..

Images:from the collection of Erin Audet Myers