Huber am Indiana

http://www.joehubers.com/

Huber Farm for apple pickin', pumpkin haulin', midwest varietal imbibin'('ceptin' Sundays), and...

uhuh

stripped chicken skin offa them thighs and drumsticks and I just had that;

*that good*

chicken and dumplings; hella gravy-y yummy...there's MSG in there somewhere, right?

supposedly, *made from scratch*, IN

I didn't grok the honeybaked ham...it iridesced, tasted metallic

fried rolls with apple butter; I've never been a fan of apple butter

...freak, right?

but, the best part was the Osterreich-esque biergarten strung with white lights escaping into infinity and the David Lynch(back when he had his second-not the third-docu-sorta thirty minutes in the mid-nighties on Fox-ish) when Lynch was still pushing uber-weird-Amerikana: that's what Huber is like---weirbdt supposed-America writ large with a smattering of blacks...

you

need some Faith Hill/Big n Rich fuckin' plastik?

Huber's where it's at

believe it boonies

if you like chicken skin (and I do)

um...

"here's

your

sign?"





oh...the non-mayo perky slaw is pretty good, too