My Beloved Whoopie Pan: The One Pan I Can’t Live Without
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There is a lot in life that I can go without…
Like who needs that 18th Corning Ware dish or those 15 souvenir coffee mugs that were picked up around the country?
I’m sure I could de-clutter my entire house, furnish a two bedroom apartment and still have enough stuff leftover to house the Littles and all their cousins, kwim?
But there is one pan that I just can’t live without.
Yes, I make a lot of whoopie. {woka, woka, woka}
But seriously, going seriously gluten free has rendered this pan a necessity! It lets me make amazing cookies and muffins and biscuits in a nice round shape.
Otherwise, those same little treats might ooze every-which-a-way!
I love it. I depend on it and I think I might have to get this mini-whoopie pan next.
Or this heart whoopie pan for Valentines Day.
I even took my Whoopie Pan to visit my family so I could make some awesome treats while we were on the road.
So, please… don’t ever mess with me and my whoopie pan. You know what might just happen.
Whoops-up-side-yo-head might just happen.
So, what is the one kitchen thingy you can’t live without? Your heart-shaped waffle iron? Your puzzle shaped ice cube tray? Your Peanut-Butter Stirrer?
My whoopie pan and I are just dying to know…
you crack me up! the one thing i can’t live without besides my coffee maker ( 😉 ) i think would be my tiny skillet i used to make my egg in the morning. or maybe my carrot peeler since i eat tons of carrots.
I totally use my egg skillet almost every day… and I don’t peel my carrots cuz I juice them. So my juicer is a close second to my whoopie pan. I guess makin’ whoopie just can’t be topped! har-har-har!