I have to admit: Until recent years, I was scared to death of these little things. Are you kidding me: "Prune" in the same sentence with "dessert?" No, thank you. I didn't get over it until well into my late twenties. And I'm still kicking myself that it took me that long.
I know. Here I am again, going on about bacon. (I can admit it. I might have a problem.) Ever since I made candied bacon with a chili and peach jam glaze a few weeks ago, I can't get the stuff of my mind. This time, I wanted to try a different method. (All in the name of science, you understand.)
This recipe makes the quintessential whoopie pie. The cake is moist, chocolate-y, and dense. The filling is creamy, fluffy, and decadently sweet. If our friend D. Bunnyhunter hadn't stopped by and taken it when he did, The Angry Chef and I may have come to blows over the last one. (Phew! Thanks, man!)