Its golden undulations bring sweetness to my morning yogurt. I don't care if kids around the world taunt it as "bee vomit". It's local, it's natural and I have an unquenchable sweet tooth. I love honey!
Apparently I'm not the only one. A family in Richmond, IL has designed their retirement around the stuff and their charming shop "My Honey" reeks of their heart's desire. Isn't there something so refreshing when you encounter people who are living their life in a way that is true to the essence of who they are? They make no apologies for their idosyncracies (and we all have them) and in turn you feel 100% comfortable in their presence. Like many local, family businesses, the shop is a hodgepodge of everything they love.
Take a field trip to Richmond (which is right on the way from Crystal Lake to Lake Geneva) and buy yourself a few honey sticks or some beeswax candles....or a vat of honey. You may even learn something about how honey is made as you view the hive that is exposed behind plexiglass. Ask the owner to play the harmonica for you. Enjoy yourself!
And if you can't make it to the shop, this small local establishment distributes their honey to all of these stores.