We went on a trip to Amish Country on Saturday. We went mostly to go to our favorite furniture store as we wanted to buy the end tables we have been waiting to buy for 10 years, but as everyone knows, the real reason to go to Amish country is to go to Der Dutchman. There is nothing better on a cold raining Ohio Saturday afternoon, (really any afternoon), than eating broasted chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy and another side of stuffing just because. Sophie and Grace claim they have never been before, which I think is questionable, and whined and moaned the whole way down. But after the delectable Der Dutchman they were already counting down the three months we have to wait to come pick up our new end tables to come get some more delicious Amish goodness. Good stuff.