Amish teats sounded good till I lived in Kentucky. There was a sort of a farmer's market/flea market every Saturday next to the small Walmart in town. Well this Amish guy had pies and treats on his horse pulled like truck bed, directly behind the horses' arses and you know what is under the horse. Well flies going from shite to pie changed me from ever wanting Amish anything....
I also saw a Mennonite family shopping there one time and one of the boys was Asian. All I could think of was, MEffer, imagine all the rich people adopting kids, and this poor kid gets adopted into a hard working religious life. Talk about pulling the short straw.
The locals did tell me the Amish grow and sell the best weed.
Another local guy was celebrating his fiftieth birthday by burning a bunch of weed in the window sill with a fan blowing because he wanted everyone in the party high. Yeah he burned his house down and got busted. I still miss Kentucky though.