From Maine, to New York, to Morocco, to You
When the subject of desserts came up at a recent PCV gathering (as it often does), I naturally brought up blobs, perhaps the finest cookie/cake hybrid known to man. Nobody had any idea what on earth I was talking about. I described them, drew pictures, and I threw out every name I could ever remember hearing for them. Nada.
Thankfully, blobs (never call them whoopie pies, please - it just makes me think of baby diapers, for some strange reason I'll never understand) are gaining popularity. And it must be true, for the New York Times says it is! With any luck by the time we get back to the States, people far and wide will be singing the praises of the blob.
And after I made some last week, they may even catch on in Morocco.
Thankfully, blobs (never call them whoopie pies, please - it just makes me think of baby diapers, for some strange reason I'll never understand) are gaining popularity. And it must be true, for the New York Times says it is! With any luck by the time we get back to the States, people far and wide will be singing the praises of the blob.
And after I made some last week, they may even catch on in Morocco.