I eat quick food a lot. It’s because I’m always busy and rarely get a chance to eat at my kitchen table. I’m either going to school or work or at school or work. Sometimes I go to the gym too. I might sleep occasionally. Not this week though. That’s why I “invented” quick food.

I can totally hear you asking “Okay, fine, what is quick food?” right? You totally are. Totally. Onward!

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Lamb Curry and Brown Rice

I was a vegetarian full time for six years with a few periods of full out vegan in there too. Six years and I gave it up for a chicken nugget. Okay, that’s a lie. I ate a chicken nugget for my “first” meat (actually 6, and then 3 chicken strips. Bad idea. Never again.). But I really gave up veg*n for moose meat, lamb, the ability to travel and taste cool ethnic foods, to try and live a more traditional subsistence lifestyle.

Anyway, my mom thinks it’s funny that I like lamb… because I was a veg*n for so long. Like, now that I’m not, I can’t enjoy a good cut of lamb? I think it has to do with the baby part. I dunno. She won’t eat it. My brother doesn’t eat it either. Freaks. One time she even sat across from me at a restaurant and made faces as I ate a gyro. Whatever. I do what I want.

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Whoopie Pies Are Love

Whoopie Pies* are kind of like a holy grail in my family. We talk about them with reverence and respect. We used to reminisce about vacations in Pennsylvania where they were a staple at the local grocery store. My mom tells me that my grandma made them for every school function she had growing up. I firmly believe that other than home made apple pie, whoopie pies are the food equivalent of telling someone you love them. With chocolate. And marshmallows.

It used to be that we’d take them to a potluck and no one would know what they were. “Whoopie Pie? What’s that?” Nowadays I guess they’re kind of in. And by in, I mean: they’ve been corrupted by Starbucks and Food Network. Don’t get me wrong, I love creativity and changing things up but whoopie pies were already perfect and you just don’t go messing with perfection.

If you’re one of those people who makes cute little mini whoopie pies with red velvet cake or someone who makes them “skinny”… you might want to proceed with caution. This recipe is the original, handed down from generation to generation of Pennsylvania Dutch women. It has butter. It has shortening. It has plain old Hersey’s Cocoa.┬áIt has real marshmallow fluff and bleached flour. It has bleached confectioners sugar and regular old C&H sugar. It’s indulgent. It’s gooey. It’s got ten thousand calories, I’m sure. But most importantly, it’s got love. And it is with love I pass this recipe on to you.

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