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Whoop-De-Doo - Bella's Whoopie Pies

On the old Bella's website, we shared how we discovered and created our own natural & organic Whoopie Pies.

Whoop-de-doo (Organic Oatmeal Whoopie Pie)

Ask someone "What's a Whoopie Pie?" and you're sure to get either two responses... 1) shrugged shoulders and "I don't know" or 2) a quick "where... they're delicious." Delaware is about 2 hours south of Pennsylvania Dutch country, Lancaster County, PA. Whoopie Pies grow in fields there. Seriously... take an afternoon drive and you're sure to spot row after row of Whoopies. The Amish, are known for a lot of great dishes, but are most famous for two... Whoopie Pies & Shoofly Pies. Try to find a Whoopie Pie in Delaware though... forget it. This makes us think that most of you... have never tried a Whoopie Pie either.

Not too long ago, we were introduced to the Whoopie Pie on a trip to Hershey Park, PA. We had stopped at roadside bakery/restaurant/type shop, and immediately upon entering the bakery, your eyes zoom on this gargantuan creation. Two cakey cookies stuffed with some sort of fluffy, sugary, filling (it's a meal all to itself). We had to have one... delicious. And from that point, we were committed to bringing to market our version of this classic creation.

You can make a Whoopie in a variety of flavors, but since we haven't formally introduced an oatmeal cookie yet, here's one in a big way. Two, homemade organic oatmeal cookies, sandwiched between an all natural and organic sweet, creamy filling.

Here's to the inner kid in all of us... you'll love it!

Whoop-de-doo… (in order of quantity):

Organic Brown Sugar (Organic Evaporated Cane Juice & Organic Molasses), Organic Unbleached Wheat Flour w/Germ, Organic Oats, Organic Shortening (100% Organic Expeller Pressed Palm Oil), All Natural Eggs (from Vegetarian Fed Delaware Hens), Grade AA Butter (Pasteurized Sweet Cream (Contains: Milk)), Organic Milk, Spices, Aluminum-Free Baking Powder, Baking Soda, Pure African Vanilla Extract, Jurassic Salt. Filling: Organic Confectioners Sugar, Organic Shortening (100% Organic Expeller Pressed Palm Oil), Organic Unbleached Wheat Flour w/Germ, Organic Milk, Egg Replacer (Potato Starch, Tapioca Flour, Leavening, Cellulose Gum, Carbohydrate Gum),, Vanilla (same as above).

The Story of "Hunky Punky"

In a stubborn old field just east of Cool Spring, Delaware grows a pumpkin patch. Among the community of pumpkins living in the patch, lives many well known pumpkin families; most notable is the Punky family. Ma & Pa Punky have 4 little gourds … there is Spunky Punky, Chunky Punky, Funky Punky & Hunky Punky (Hunky Punky is the curious one.) Hunky often dreams of breaking free from his vines and setting out into the wide world, yet each day he sits in the same spot only to get hopped over by leap frogs and humiliated by passing birds. “One of these days I’ll get out of this patch,” cried Hunky Punky.

Each night Hunky Punky gazes upon the black sky and pleads his wish upon the occasional shooting star, yet a new day rises and Hunky Punky finds himself in the exact same spot. One night, after his wish, a mysterious light appeared. Hunky Punky gazed in bewilderment at the source of this bright light, for before him hovered a ginger fairy. She was quite beautiful, all dressed in shimmering green, with sparkling little wings … and she carried with her a crystallized wand with which to dispense her magic. She had heard Hunky Punky’s wish and with a wave of her wand (WHOOSH), his wish was granted. Hunky’s shoots and vines dislodged themselves from the patch and turned into odd little plantlike arms and legs that helped him move. An eager Hunky Punky set off into the night to explore.

Minutes into his journey, Hunky Punky noticed something strange, and it wasn’t that his makeshift arms and legs flailed aimlessly about, but rather his outer shell was covered in a sticky, gingery residue … crystallized ginger. This stickiness was sticking to everything he passed over … it was terrible. He flapped his vines and … THWACK, TWHIP, THWUMP … he stumbled through a field of sugar cane. TRIP, FLIP, FLOP, FLAP … he trounced through a grouping of cinnamon sticks. ROLL, POLL, BOWL … he rolled into a stream of vanilla extract and … “HELP” yelled Hunky Punky. HELP, HELP, HELP. Hunky’s dreams of leaving the patch and exploring the world were gone. He lay in a stream of vanilla extract, covered in sticky crystallized ginger with clumps of sugar cane and cinnamon stuck to his sides … how humiliating. A passing red fox heard his cries and offered his assistance. Upon rescuing Hunky Punky, the fox offered to help him back to his cave where he could rest himself for the night and have a dry place to sleep. Not having ever met a fox before, Hunky Punky took him up on his offer.

That’s the last anyone ever saw or heard from Hunky Punky. Except for Mrs. Fox and her 7 little baby foxes … for Mr. Fox was really a baker, and Hunky Punky combined with all that sugar, cinnamon, ginger and vanilla made the finest cookies they ever tasted.

”Hunky Punky” © 2005 Bella’s Cookies, Inc.

The Story of "Peanut Butter Power"

... and it was for that reason, Power Girl returned to Planet Earth. She'd been away for 10 years... 10 years - regaining her strength, her power. Knowing that she couldn't return out of nowhere as the flying super heroine of past, she needed a disguise. And she decided to blend in to society... live among the people, with a family. She'd change her name and become a super-powered 7-year old girl living in Delaware... with a Dad, a Mom and a younger brother named Sid.

Only one week back on Earth was all that was needed to notice the change among everyone: the children, adults, every age, group, size and shape. Everyone moved so much "s-l-o-w-e-r" than she remembered... in everything. As if everyone had no energy. They were slow in the morning, slow in the afternoon & slow at night... and these ever so slow days would repeat themselves... over and over and over. And no one seemed to know why, or have an answer as to why they were so s-l-o-w. There was no energy... and life, was very boring.

People would work; they'd do their jobs, and then go home. Children would go to school, and then go home. At home they'd lay around their house watching television, sometimes playing video games, then sleeping, eating, napping, more everything that was... lazy. Even the animals... the dogs, cats, all the pets. Everyone simply lay around all day, doing nothing.

Something had happened in the years after she left, the years after she lost her power. What it was, she didn't know... but Power Girl was back, and if she was to change the planet again, she would need to first start with the people. They needed her help. Racing to her school's cafeteria, she POW! Transformed into Power Girl and took flight into the afternoon sky.

Thinking what could quickly snap a little energy into everyone, Power Girl decided that she'd introduce some power-packed Peanut Butter into everyone's diet. Peanut Butter, rich in protein, vitamins & minerals, antioxidants and full of good fat... a little peanut butter into everyone's diet would provide the energetic jolt they were missing! And since cookies were Power Girls favorite snack, she zapped some Peanut Butter Cookies into lunchrooms, Peanut Butter Cookies in kitchens, Peanut Butter Cookies in the stores; they were everywhere... and everyone (seeing something new) quickly devoured them. Instantaneously, everyone "snapped" out of their rut... smiles returned to faces; people decided to have FUN again! They played Frisbee, they rode bikes, they jumped, swam, ran, laughed and smiled... and when the day was done, they all went to sleep... tired, but ready to get up and start again.

And Power Girl flew up to the city skyline, flexed her muscles... yelled "Peanut Butter Power", and smiled!

"Peanut Butter Power" c 2008 Bella's Cookies, Inc.

The Story of "Champion Chunk"

The chips were down for Chunk that fateful evening at the Fresh-Baked Aquatic Pavilion as he paced and panted before his final deep-milk dive, beads of stray chocolate muddying his vision. At this point, the gold medal was a crumb or two from impossible... his fellow competitors had outdistanced him in their preliminary attempts. Unlike them, Chunk wasn't tainted with preservatives, synthetic ingredients, or other foreign substances that masked their lack of wholesomeness.

"Chunky," as his adoring fans knew him, was pure through and through, a revered champion and world-beater who came to fame through ol' fashioned hard work, a paragon of persistence and conditioning. The adopted son of a lower-class baklava and his snickerdoodle wife, Chunky was raised in Milton, DE. His stepparents struggled to put flour on the table in their one-room brown paper bag. As a young doughball from the other side of the pantry, Chunky never had much - no additives or artificial sweeteners like the other cookies in town, but he refused to crumble.

He graduated valedictorian from high school, earned a masters degree in the sweet science of organic nutrition at Confection College, and while there took a liking to deep-milk diving at the local YMCA. He struggled at first because of a previously undiagnosed allergy to lactose, but, again, refused to crumble. He dove and dove and dove again until he felt at home in milk... and suddenly baked into a three-time world champion with a greater capacity for milk than any dairy cow.

Some say it was his humble upbringing that brought him to milk diving's pinnacle, while others attribute it to a certain god-given dunkability. Whatever the case, Chunk was in a bind on this night, and he would have to summon every crumb of homemade goodness in his choc-tas-tically chunky frame to take the gold. And you know, that's just what he did. In fact, he dove so far with that last Herculean effort that he grazed the bottom of the glass. Yes... Chunky a no-luck journeyman from a one-room brown paper bag of destitution, stirred up a stunning victory that night. But more importantly, he taught his cheating cookie-jar counterparts a valuable lesson: taste and nutrition can coexist, but only when they're baked with love... for that's what Champions are made of.

And that is the very essence of Champion Chunk.

• Note: In Milton, Chunk is somewhat of a local hero... in fact, his 2004 medal in Athens is proudly on display at Town Hall. Seen on the tag is Bella holding that medal. As you enjoy this bag of cookies, you now know the story behind the tag. 

©"Champion" 2004 Bella's Cookies, Inc.