Before I moved to Pennsylvania, I had only heard the word whoopie in relation to the mildly entertaining cushion. But in the heart of Central Pennsylvania, whoopie pies are treated as an essential part of life—or at least dessert.
Whoopie pies, two mounds of chocolate cake-like rounds sandwiched around a marshmallow cream filling, go by a variety of names: moon pies, scooter pies, gobs. Treats as versatile as they are delicious, they’ve made their way into the center of family gatherings, holiday celebrations, and even weddings.
