The Fat of the Land

Just got back from a long weekend in the Amish country of Ohio. All went well; the hotel was nice, the food was great, and all had a wonderful time.

On the way back, we stopped in to Schmidt’s Sausage Haus und Restaurant in Columbus. The food was excellent and the service was beyond compare (thanks for looking after us, Mike!).

Neither of us are big eaters, so we normally split a single entree – that way we can leave room for dessert. During the meal, Her Ladyship informed me that two ladies at a nearby table were snickering at our splitting our Wienerschnitzel (stop sniggering, you in the back). I suppose that some folks see people splitting a meal and assume that they are being cheap, but we let it pass, and before long they went on their merry way and life went on.

On the way home, we were talking about it, and it has become the most though-provoking memory of our trip.

When a couple of 300lb tub-o-lards are laughing at your eating habits, you’re probably doing it right.

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