To Set A Goal: Whoopie Pies

I was walking to the only grocery store in town to buy the few ingredients I needed wearing a sweatshirt I frequently wear to bed (but not that night!), loose men’s sweatpants, and a clearly tired, unwashed face. I assuaged my fears of running into too many people I knew by telling myself at least it was a Friday morning—Saturday would have been a mistake.  And at least I brushed my teeth.

But what I realized was that this is what goals are.  I have to set a goal and continue to try for it. When I first started this blog, I woke up early on Saturday mornings, no matter how late I stayed out the night before or how late I planned on staying out. So I want to try to make sure I do that. And this week, I wanted to make something I hadn’t made before and make something for my mom to bring to work (and compare recipes).  

I decided on Whoopie Pies because I normally hear good things about them and I found a cute Martha recipe that said “Halloween” without too many complications or absurd ingredients.  Then my mom said she wanted to bring something in to work for Halloween that had pumpkin because she’s a basic white woman and I found another Martha recipe that had pumpkin filling.  So I buckled down Friday morning and decided to bake. 

One think I like about Martha is that because I don’t know how interesting I’d find her*, but she writes little comments in recipes to increase understanding.  There was a little comment on the normal Whoopie Pies that said applesauce was added for moisture and texture. I then decided this was the recipe I needed to make. 

So I made a batter that was stickier than I expected and a filling that was less than I expected and made these whoopie pies.  Tiny nonpareils are hard to get to stick exactly where you want, but I busted out two (for the IG, of course) and decided boys didn’t care about the rest. 

I then set up two cell phones! And I’m an adult and sort of paying for it by myself! #goals to be an adult!? 

Then I put together my mom’s recipe and heard that they were okay. But for future reference, you can do what you want with the filling, but the original recipe for the cookie part was so. much. better. Applesauce for the soft, moist cookie?! Yes, please. But all together, the goal was achieved for the week.

And then when your mom asks for fresh whipped cream, you do it...

 

*I’d like to clarify this point. I think that most people are good (naïve though it may be) and I think that there are people you can be friends with, people you can work with, people you can do both with, and some people you just will never get along with. Martha and I would probably work well together—but I don’t know if we’d be friends.  I think that she and I would respect each other and I know I’d learn from her, but that friendly connection? I don’t know.