These apple fritter-things are reason enough to eat at The Apple Barn. 

It’s almost midnight.  I’m typing while every other little body is tucked in tight and sleeping soundly in their corners of the condo.  As I’ve mentioned, the internet is a slow moving turtle, so most of my words will have to wait until I get home – by the time my photos upload, I’m too tired to think. 

We ate lunch at the Apple Barn on Wednesday before half of our tribe left for Greenville. The food was good, as always, but I do have a few thoughts I want to share before you head in that direction.

Things are running really smoothly here.  Running being the operative word.  Between Dollywood and the three boys, there’s not a whole lot of down time!