We couldn't have been more pleased with our stay at Schrute Farms over Christmas. We learned how to build 4-legged tables as well as 3-legged tables and stools. Dwight made this a wonderful learning experience for us, as well as his socially-awkward brother, Mose, who's quite handy with the lathe - despite only having 3 and a half fingers on each hand.

Upon graduating to the more advanced class, we built "Goat Milk Tables" which is akin to what most of us refer to as " coffee tables". Regardless, Dwight was quite insightful to let us know these tables are multi-functional in use and pretty much any type of beverage can go on it......he was RIGHT!!

While getting up in the middle of the night to go outside to use the outhouse was a bit of a pain, Dwight reminded us of the number one plague the Union Armies suffered during the Civil War was that of urinary tract infections and hemorrhoids since they often didn't have any place at all to go and relieve themselves. This only emboldened our Christmas spirit and we paused to give thanks for the outhouse.

Overall, we enjoyed our stay and would definitely recommend it to anyone without kids or pets. Also, if you are pregnant or suffer from heart palpitations, diarrhea, nausea, allergies to sawdust, or motion-sickness, there's another B&B about 4 miles due east of Schrute Farms that might be better suited for you.

Gotta love the beets! Wow the farm is so rich in culture. We got to see colonial living at its finest. There is so much to learn about beets. The only drawback is the moaning at night. It is not Dwight but instead it is haunted. No worries mate, The ghouls are harmless. They just keep you awake at night. They say that a couple hundred years ago the Shrute young were butchered for food during n especially cold winter. So sad. Great place to experience though.

I wanted to get out of New York City for the Thanksgiving holiday, but I couldn't afford to go to far. I found Schrute Farms on the internet, and I am so glad I went.

The Schrute cousins (Dwight and Mose) made our stay so wonderful. They planned many activities geared toward helping to make the Thanksgiving feast - actually the Schrute family calls it Resoursefulnacht. I helped stew beets with a couple other guests. Mose and my boyfriend hunted the turkey, and we watched Dwight behead it and pluck the feathers out. It was gross but interesting. I didn't eat any turkey for the dinner, but it was still good to know how it is done.

The unexpected pleasure was that the whole Schrute family came to the dinner. We weren't just guests at a bed and breakfast where the hosts try to create a cozy family holiday atmosphere. We were really celebrating in a family tradition. It was interesting to see a family of beet farmers celebrate the holiday. Their traditions were so unlike my own family's traditions. They did some very unusual things with the beets to each other, but it was an education.

The one down-side was that there are no bathrooms in the farm house. All guests and family have to use the one out-house. I was not keen on that, but the Schrute cousins kept it very clean and had a campfire next to it at night so that we would be warm while we used it. They also have a soft toliet seat installed over the hole, so it is a little more civilized.

I highly recommend Schrute Farms to anyone, especially at the holidays.

If there is one destination you must go before you die, it should be Schrute Farms in picturesque Northeast Pennsylvania. Every day my family and I awoke to the beautiful sounds of harvested beets. The magenta gold that grew in these lands are some of the finest produce imaginable. My wife and I stayed in the irrigation room, and other than the occasional sound of a flushing toilet, the stay was as cozy as a bed pan. The only thing that scared me was one of the caretakers, his beard looked like it had lice. Large, man eating lice. All in all, I highly recommend Schrute Farms.