Mmmmm, Amish goodies

“Just got back from the Amish farm market. I scored a cherry pie and a jar of bread and butter pickles. Just another month to go before they stop coming here.”

“LOl then it will be time to go to them!”

“Hopefully it's just end of the season and they'll be back next year.”

“Yes, I will stock up on some non-perishable things for the winter before they pack it in.”

“Was that in Intercourse PA?”

“That is one of the good things about living where I do. All the amish sell that stuff at their houses year'round. Fresh cheese, pies, noodles, all types of canned goods. You name it.”

“I'm going to pick up a fresh apple pie on the way home. Here where I live (Paradise - sorry, it's full) we are what is called Le cicuit du paysan (the peasant circuit) and in the spring tourists prowl for fresh maple syrup and right now they're driving to orchard country for fresh baked goods, jams and jellies and - oh yeah - apples; not to mention the wine route which starts near here and ends in the Eastern Townships north of Vermont.

It's the only time we get traffic, but bachelors like myself get to eat fresh baked goods and get teased by our neighbour ladies.”

“we're hitting the country side tomorrow...going to a small farm, do a little day hiking...hopefully we'll stumble on an amish market or restaurant too”

“I like the hot pepper butter.”

“You headed out my way Thrifty? Covered bridge country?”

“Anyone know what this is, "clop-clop-clop-bang-bang-bang-clop-clop-clop"? An Amish drive-by shooting.”

“I live in an Amish area. MN made them quit selling right from their homes a couple years ago, after a group of Twin Citians got sick.

They can make fine food, but just remember... their kitchens aren't inspected. I recall an EMT an the area who said he would NEVER buy Amish goods after being in one kitchen and seeing what was there (as I recall... the mess included some kinda s**t, likely animal, perhaps on clothes?)

Be the wary Amish food eater! ;-)”

“Why do you hate the Amish?”

“Birch's uncle has a farm in Amish country. He won't touch any of their food or preserves. They have no refridgeration, their kitchens aren't inspected and he's been in alot of their homes. I stick to his advice in that area at least.

I do like, and buy, the baskets they sell. They're all made by the little Amish kids but most of the junk I'd buy in the store is made by little Chinese kids anyways.”

“The stuff I bought is regulated by the Pennsylvania Department of Agriculture. I've eaten Amish-produced foods all my life to no ill effect.

Spent summers on my grandfather's farm, and if that didn't kill me nothing will.

Meanwhile, bagged spinach purchased in the supermarket ... Bye Bye!
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“Ooooh my. I bought a pumpkin pie and a cherry pie. Which will I have for desert tonight? So many decisions!”

“Easy, a small piece of each!

(You don't eat a whole pie at one sitting do you?)”

“I have”

“Mmmmmmmm, pie.
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“HEY! I resemble that remark!
LOL!”

“I had yummy rice pudding from the Reading terminal market. I love the bonetts.”

“Screw the pie(heh heh!!), I bought some fresh bratwurst from a German sausage maker in the area.....WOW!!

They have 21 pound cans of German saurkraut stacked up ready for Oktoberfest.......very tempting!

I settled for the 24 ounce jar.”