Yesterday in preparation for a Mother Visit today, I bought a vat of this chicken salad she likes from the faux Amish store in my ‘hood. While there, I also got:
- 1/2 lb. of Virginia ham (which was really .79th of a lb.)
- 1/2 lb. of Lacy Swiss (ditto – the scales are fickle)
- boring sandwich buns for chicken salad above
- maple-frosted sugar cookies from a little “local Amish bakery,” which is probably really Kroger’s baking facility
It sounds like I’m suspicious of things labeled “Amish,” but I’m really not. It’s just an easy “let’s get the dumb city folks to buy this” label anyone can use. Was that too harsh? Sorry, real Amish people.