Government pancakes, cheesesteak empanadas and Bucks witch trials
Well the kids at Pennsbury High built entire American landscapes for prom like HGTV contractors with unlimited energy drinks. Meanwhile, I tried to draw a dog for my nephew and ended up creating something that looked like a dragon with allergies. Humbling to say the least.
So the youth are apparently capable of building full cinematic universes. I like to think my contribution is stringing together a few solid sentences đ . Letâs go!
Philly flavors on S. Main
In New Hope, Nosh Empanadas literally stamps the flavors onto the dough. Which feels incredibly necessary once youâre three empanadas deep and operating on instinct.
Of note, not ordering the Philly cheesesteak empanada feels disrespectful. And the Nutella banana pastry is something you grab âfor laterâ then eat immediately while standing on the sidewalk overlooking the river.
Bucks > Salem
Everyone remembers the Salem witch trials. Fewer people realize Bucks basically looked at the whole situation and went, âAlright, letâs calm downâ.
Back in 1684, a Swedish woman (Margaret Mattson) living along the river was accused of witchcraft after neighbors claimed she had bewitched cattle (okayâŚ). The case ended up in front of William Penn himself.
Penn delivered what may still be the most Pennsylvania verdict of all time. The woman was guilty of having the reputation of being a witch, but not guilty of actually doing witchcraft.
In other words: âMargaret, youâre kinda weird. But legally? Not magic.â
She was released on a small bond and a promise to keep the peace. And Bucks successfully avoided becoming Salem. Now if only some of that common sense had wafted up north.
Brunch in the old Borough Hall
Should I just move to New Hope? Because the old Borough Hall is now serving pancakes instead of paperwork, which feels like meaningful societal progress. Pancakes & eggs > government buildings, every day.
You already know Vanilla Cafe is one of those dangerous âgrabbing a quick coffeeâ situations that ends up lasting two hours. Probably because that pastry case starts blowing kisses at you as soon as you walk in.
Also, people watching gets exponentially better after the second (or third, who am I to judge) latte.
After the calories I just recommended, youâre probably going to need a walk. Iâll be at Tyler State Park attempting to cancel out my life choices. Realistically, Iâll make it about a mile before rewarding myself with the emergency empanada in my backpack đ¤ˇââď¸
See you Tuesday for your dose of positive news.
May your coffee be stronger than my willpower,
Cait, From Bucks
P.S. whatâs your favorite park in Bucks?