Mix sugar and flour together and blend in eggs. Add remaining ingredients and pour into unbaked pie crust. Bake at 400 for 10 minutes and then reduce temperature to 350 and bake an additional 45 ...

THE AMISH COOK BY GLORIA YODER My earliest memories of communion was keen fascination as I watched the ‘big people’ wash each other’s feet. I felt the… ...

Republicans could see a boost in Pennsylvania from a demographic rarely seen at the polls: the Amish. The state’s famed “Pennsylvania Dutch” registered to vote in “unprecedented numbers ...

Editor’s Note: This is a column that describes deer hunting. Among the Amish, self-sufficiency is valued and securing a year’s supply of deer meat on one’s own to feed the family through the ...

Kevin Williams, editor of the Amish Cook It was 3:15 p.m., the children had just come home from school, emptied their lunch buckets and we were having a snack together when I spoke with Daniel’s ...

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THE AMISH COOKBY GLORIA YODER I rolled over and opened my eyes a wee bit. An orange cloud caught my attention in the west. It was unusual,… ...

Bake at 350 for 40 minutes or until heated through. Gloria Yoder is an Amish mom, writer, and homemaker in rural Illinois. Readers can write to Gloria at 10510 E. 350th Ave., Flat Rock ...

My earliest memories of communion was keen fascination as I watched the ‘big people’ wash each other’s feet. I felt the solemness and security of seeing Dad and Mom do what Jesus had done ...

My earliest memories of communion were keen fascination as I watched the "big people" wash each other’s feet. I felt the solemnness and security of seeing Dad and Mom do what Jesus had done with ...

Simple ingredients come together to create poor man's steak, a variation of which is seen here. [Submitted photo] By Gloria Yoder It was 3:15 p.m., the children had just come home from school and ...

It was 3:15 p.m., the children had just come home from school, emptied their lunch buckets, and we were having a snack together when I spoke with Daniel’s dad. He asked if he could take one of the ...