So, I'm trying to eat healthy not that anyone would know that by what I want to bake or what I have recently baked (well, except for the blueberry muffins from the Change One book). About two weeks ago or less I made a giant chocolate chip cookie for one of my friends as a Hanukkah / Christmas present. When I made this for my husband's birthday, I used my pizza pan and baked it pretty much as directed. For my friend, I instead patted the batter into two 9-inch cake pans and baked for about 20 minutes and cooled in the pans.
That wasn't enough. I wanted this to be like a giant cookie whoopie pie, and I didn't want any old whoopie pie filling. I wanted chocolate flavored whoopie pie filling.
That is apparently a hard thing to find a recipe for, because I spent over an hour with google, recipe sites and blogs looking for something that wasn't another copy of the exact same chocolate whoopie pie with the normal white filling.
My filling was cobbled together out of a bit of whatever. The main thing was that it worked, smelled delicious and looked like it was a roaring success. Of course, by giving it away, I got to enjoy my time baking without eating everything I make. A win for all!
My Chocolate Whoopie Pie Filling
1/2 cup chocolate buttercream frosting, estimated (all I had left after frosting a different cake)
1/2 cup shortening
1 cup Marshmallow Fluff
I beat them in my stand mixer with the whisk attachment until very light and fluffy. The normal whoopie pie filling recipes I saw had butter or shortening, but this was what I had on hand that wasn't super duper cold. I was out of vanilla having finished it off in the buttercream frosting. And the kicker for me is that there was two tablespoons of alcohol in the frosting (total for the entire batch, so just a smidge in a 1/2 cup): 1 of kahlua and a second of Godiva chocolate liqueur. Yum!
Oh, and thank you, Cookie, for the suggestion about the blanket over the baby gate. While he still gets over excited, it seems to take a bit longer before things start to feel out of hand. Maybe in a month they will tolerate each other in the same room without too much skittishness from Saru-chan and too much OMG Cat! from Victor. I just keep telling myself that it has been 4.5 days. Not that long in the grand scheme of things.
