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ya... isn't it like a savoury meat loaf thats sliced and fried for breakfast?
Lititz, you're right. My wife always hits me whenever I try to pronounce it incorrectly. Don't they have a Reading Railroad caboose in their downtown park?
I spoke to some quilting folk in Intercourse who said that they regularly hook up with Mennonites from near Toronto (St Jacob/Kitchener area) as an extended network of the Bretheren as they called it.
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