Saint Peterson at Heaven's Gate

Jared, you asked, so I took the picture I could. This otherwise-nondescript location is the One True Pearly Gate. You have to know that in your, er, gullet or you'll miss the covertly named Bakery. This is Amish Country. God Loves Them. Just look at their happy cows, happy chickens and happy, happy, happy (and with normally sized milk bags) cows. Oh wait! The goats, the many happy goats. Too, with goat sized teats. No hormones here. The bite in my mouth is buttery cloud stuff called, appropriately, Butter Horns. Thank ALL the gods these aren't attributed to the devil, they are Pure Love and Light and all That is Good with the World. This cool guy here couldn't have been a better tour guide! He done brung me a slice of Heaven once. Then he brings me right to the source. We're lucky I fit back into The Swede when we were done. We picked up chickens at another farm. Organic Free Range chickens. about $7 each, with apologies for the expense (!). Happy chickens just taste better! Organic Free Range chicken eggs for $1.20/dozen, though we later saw them for $1.09 (that particular store used margarine in their baked goods. I was glad we supported the butter one!) We got bulk spices from yet another family store on another country road. Pretty dang cool. Beautiful Place. Lots of Happiness. I think the Amish have the largest outdoor mall in the US, at least. The view between the stores is strategic advertisements, what with the happy animals and the corn growing and the bulging gardens and the buggies and the big sky... Far more effective than even Super Bowl Commercials! I just wanna stuff my face with a Taste of Heaven, in my own home. Ooooooh, we picked up fresh honey too...