Earl’s Bucks County

Earl’s Bucks County Restaurant is great! I was a Peddler’s Village with my mom,on a walkabout, and she asked if I wanted to get something to eat. Me? I’m always up for food! It takes a lot to keep my weight up-work I’m willing to put in the work, if you know what I mean. I guess my mom always wanted to try Earl’s and could never get her girlfriends onboard with it. Party poopers!  So of course we went! The décor is nothing out of the ordinary but it is pleasant: dark wood, nice artwork, crisp white linens. We sat at a small corner table. It was pretty busy because the peach festival was in full swing in the village that day but our waiter was prompt and super nice. We each had a peach infused drink (my mom never drinks) and they were so de-lish! It’s funny, but we both picked the Adult Grilled Cheese & a Different Soup Every Day and OMG was it heavenly!! Not like the grilled cheese you made at home. This lovely had a juicy tomato and gruyere cheese all toasted on a buttery artisan bread. Did I say heavenly? We each ordered soup as well; she a she-crab soup and I ordered tomato bisque. To me, grilled cheese and tomato soup go together like PB&J or Batman & Robin. The tomato bisque was good, but truth be told after tasting the she-crab soup (do people make he-crab soup?), I was a little envious. The she-crab soup was super yummy with a capital “Y!” After eating all this savory, gooey grub there was only one thing left to do: eat dessert!!! Peach cobbler? Yes, please! I don’t know ‘bout you, but peaches are one of my favorite fruits ever! The thought of having them sprinkled with cinnamon, sugar and topped with the warm cobbler part, vanilla ice cream, and a dollop of whipped cream…?!? Yes! Yes! Oh hell, YES! Was it worth it? Is chocolate a vegetable?!? (Cocoa beans grow on plants, don’t they?!?) The cobbler was per-fec-tion, and well worth having to be wheeled out to the car.

I wish there were photos of the meal. I didn’t take any of course, but that only means I’ll have to repeat the trip with mama this summer! Say it ain’t so, Stella!


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