Pinto Beans

We drove to Newton this evening. We went up old Highway 81 and came back by way of Meridian Avenue. While in Newton, we drove around a bit and stopped at a bakery/restaurant that we knew was downtown.
We went in and found that they were serving a German buffet. About 30 people were there enjoying the fare. I looked around and asked my wife where all the people were that were younger than we are. There were none. We are in our mid 50’s and it seemed everyone was as old or older than we.
During the meal, I continued to observe the crowd. Only when we got up to leave did I see a younger family with a couple of girls in the back of the dining room. Everyone else was older.
The food was great. Hot German potato salad, two kinds of soups (a cabbage-chicken soup and a green bean-ham soup), sausage, and all kinds of breads were on the buffet. There was a kind of rolled up roll on the dessert table that looked a little like a croissant, but not curved. It was drenched in a creamy vanilla sauce and was piping hot.
Inside the roll was a filling consisting of pinto beans. Yes, you read correctly. Pinto beans. Some were mashed and some were whole. The outside was a sweet, white bread dough and the whole thing was baked.
It was a lot better than I thought it would be. The beans were actually an addition to the dessert, although the bread and sauce would have been fine, too. We wondered if that recipe was formulated by a frustrated mother long ago who didn’t have much to eat except beans and bread, and wanted a way to fix them that was a little different.
The meal was ten dollars, dessert and drinks included. We’ll be going back.