Two Fat Cats Whoopie Pies

My Dad is an engineering professor at the University of New Brunswick. His office used to be in the Gillan wing of Head Hall, which was less than a block away from the Goody Shop bakery. The Goody Shop has been there as long as I can remember (at least since I was 5 or so), and during the time that I was living in Fredericton, it was still owned and operated by the same ancient man who baked all of the treats himself. I suspect that is no longer the case, but I prefer to think of the shop as I remember it. Regardless, the point is that I was introduced to Whoopie Pies when Dad first brought them home as a treat once upon a time when I was a very little girl. Right up through undergrad, my friends and I would occasionally pop down to the Goody Shop between classes for a treat. Some people went for those hot dogs that sit on the heating roller racks (the turnover was so high at this shop that those weren’t nearly as scary as they seem at gas stations and 7-11), but I was always there for the whoopie pies. Like so many things, this recipe isn’t quite the same as those childhood memories, but it’ll do in a pinch. 😉

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