I’m a born-and-raised New Englander, so I’ve been eating (and loving) whoopie pies for as long as I can remember. But I don’t think everyone everywhere is as familiar with the whoopie pie. My college roommate (at a New England school but from a different part of the country) looked a little horrified the first time she saw a tray of them in the dining…
Independence Day was one of my favorite holidays as a kid. If my family didn’t spend the day at the beach (on the coast of Maine), we went to my aunt’s house for a huge family cookout with lots of fresh seafood. For me, the holiday meant lots of swimming, running around barefoot, laughing with friends and family, and eating tons of fresh summer dishes.
