Tico’s Whoopie Pie Bakery
I spent much of my youth with my mouth full of soap (when I swore… a lot), or full of Whoopie Pies. I was a nonstop taste tester in search of the world’s best Whoopie Pie – one that you have no qualms yanking right out of someone’s hand, while looking them straight in the eye and offering up NO apologies. Trust me, friends, not all Whoopies are created equal…
A gazillion calories and anticlimactic endings later, I can say with confidence that my very own, Tico’s, are – without question – the best!
Every day, my grandma “Tico” used “Why Not!” as her motto. She squeezed each drop out of the lemons in her life! “WHOOPIE!” Should have been her middle name! At least her brand of crazy was this side of legal, and we now use it as our daily inspiration. What in the world is a Tico? To this day, I still don’t know… My special needs brother Jimmy came up with the nickname as a child, and hot damn, it stuck!
The ovens at Tico’s Family Bakery went on in 1939, when bread was 7 cents a loaf, gas was 10 cents a gallon, and Batman first appeared in comics. Her local gathering spot was known for its addictive, monstrous Whoopie Pies, cinnamon twists, and breads. In this “everyone knows your name” town in Western Pennsylvania, World War II called the men away, and my mom left school early to roll up her sleeves and pitch in at the bakery.
Luckily, mom inherited Tico’s handwritten recipe cards – and I have them today!
Reminiscing over Tico’s incomparable treats of my youth, I had a vision quest to resurrect this delicacy for others to enjoy. Today, Amish bakers help us make (by hand) a variation of Tico’s recipes, tasting like they just came fresh from her very own oven.
80 some years later, Tico’s Whoopies indulge you in everything you could ever want with a satisfying, “More than a Mouthful” Whoopie Pie. Go ahead, do it now… You know you want to…