Chocolate Whoopie Pies with Cake Batter Buttercream

So I was thinking the other day…how weird are mustaches?

Like, they are so weird.

I am allowed to talk about this because my dad has a mustache and has had it for as long as I have known him…and from what I understand, many years before that  too.

What I find weird is when guys my own age decide to grow one.

I saw a gentleman the other day (who has a perfectly fine face) with the beginnings of a mustache.  Not a few days without a shave.  A very deliberate mustache.

And I can’t help but wonder what could have led up to that decision.

Maybe he woke up one day and decided that the space between his upper lip and nose was too big and needed to be filled with hair.  Or maybe he saw his picture in a profile and thought…I didn’t know my nose was that big, maybe I should fill in the space with some hair and have it appear smaller.  Like an optical illusion.  Or maybe he had a really sweet gold chain he wanted to wear that didn’t look quite right without a mustache.  Or MAYBE he saw one of the TV movies Jesse Stone on CBS and recognized how attractive Tom Selleck is and wanted to get in on the action.  Like that episode of Friends where Chandler tries to grow the mustache to look like Richard..remember that?  Yes, Tom Selleck has that power.

I know the ‘stache was a trend in the 70’s and 80’s…and I think if you grew one back in the day and stuck to it (like my dad and Mr. Selleck) you are allowed.  But if you were just a babe when the trend was in full force, there is no reason to try and bring it back.  All the hipsters that grow them ironically…stop it.  Just stop.  In my opinion, leave the mustache growing to professionals.

Here’s my dad and I in January.    See this is how you pull off the non-creepy ‘stache…It’s really an odd thing if you think about it.  So I decided that I would google “who invented the mustache”.  I have to say I was quite horrified with some of my findings.  And as it turns out no one really knows, so save yourself the time…

It’s just really arbitrary, don’t you think?  I wonder if I grew a random patch of hair on my legs if it would take off as a trend?  I mean don’t you remember in the 90’s when men tried to make the “soul patch” happen?  It makes no sense.

So lesson of the day..unless you are my dad or Tom Selleck please stop intentionally making yourself look like  a pedophile.  Because that’s what we all think.

I love you dad.

Now, if you haven’t completely lost your appetite, let’s move on to over-the-top deliciousness.

The Whoopie Pie.  It’s not a new invention, but I decided to give it a go with some yummy filling.  Cake Batter filling.  What’s that you say?  Oh yes..I HAVE lost my mind.

First you have to make your cookies.

It’s a pretty easy recipe.  Mix your butter, sugar..blah blah blah…

Then add your dry ingredients.

Then the milk…

Now you have batter.

Now bake.  Bake I say!

The will come out nice and pretty.

and ready to be filled with amazing cake batter frosting.

Leave a little squish room around the edges..

And I rolled my pies in sprinkles, just because it seemed like the right thing to do.

 

ps ~ I mustache you a question…but I’ll shave it for later.

You’re welcome for that.