... But then, there are those in the south who could never tolerate a Wisconsin winter.
That's great, as long as you don't bother the girls who DON'T come over and pray with you. The only complaints I've seen about prayer circles were the way some of the girls, parents, coaches, umpires, etc. treated the girls who don't join in. Ironic, since many of the ones who complain the most come from religious traditions that encourage shows of faith to be 100% voluntary.
Getting back to food, I went to college in Pennsylvania, and they served scrapple in the dining hall every weekend. I got to hate scrapple very quickly. Some students who grew up in Pennsylvania said that home-made scrapple is a lot better than college cafeteria scrapple. I certainly hope so.
It was so long ago when I was in PA.
I went to college at Swarthmore, outside of Philly. Which meant that we could still get good Philly style food, such as cheesesteak, strombolis, etc.
A few years later I tried a cheesesteak in Lancaster, and it was pretty bad. I think outside a certain radius of Philly you just can't get decent Philly style food.
I didn't eat much of the PA Dutch food. I did have some PA Dutch friends in college. It was interesting, because that was a college which was very popular with the rich elite NYC folks, and their world was so very different from the PA Dutch. My freshman year roommate grew up in a rich Greenwich Village family, and his father was one of the top TV commercial directors. It was interesting that one of his very closest friends was a Mennonite from PA. I mean, the decadent Greenwich Village show business life and the PA Dutch Mennonite life are about as different as you can get within such a short distance. , but the two of them were extremely close.