Like, really, really thought about it?
Like how does maple syrup even exist? I mean, who was the first person that decided, “Hey, why don’t we just tap into this tree over here and if some kind of liquid comes out, let’s boil it down and pour it over some stuff.”
I mean, seriously, who did that?
Because we really need to have some kind of holiday already to celebrate that person.
I imagine this holiday would be like a cross between Christmas and The Best Day in the World Ever.
Instead of decorating Christmas trees, of course, we would decorate Maple trees.
And instead of Santa Claus there would be Syrup Sprites, who would bring gallon jugs of maple syrup to all the good little boys and girls. And to me because I’d really like a gallon jug of maple syrup, too, thank you very much.
And we would all eat pancakes all day long until we’re sick of eating pancakes. Which would never even happen because, you guys, you can’t get sick of eating pancakes. That’s not humanly possible, okay?Well, it turns out that that holiday actually does kind of exist.
At least, here in New York State.
And it’s called Maple Weekend.
Despite what the name might have you believe, Maple Weekend actually lasts two weekends. Because, really, when it comes to maple syrup it’s best not to limit yourself.
During those two weekends you can visit local farms that produce maple syrup. And you can even go into their sugar shacks! (What? That’s not a dirty word. I swear, you guys. “Sugar shack” is the building where they make the syrup. It also happens to be the name of my future home. Just so you know.)
And, of course, Maple Weekend involves pancakes.
But not just any kind of pancakes.
These are ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT PANCAKES!
Which to me sounded like a challenge — a challenge I willingly accepted last Saturday when I went to Moore’s Maple Shack Pancake House to celebrate the first Maple Weekend of the year.
This, apparently, is one of the places to go in the area, as we had to wait in line at least an hour before we were seated.
Luckily, the lobby was full of stuff to keep us entertained while we waited.
Like pancake drawings.
And fascinating maple syrup facts.
Because you never know when there might be a quiz.Inside the pancake house, there were even more things to keep us entertained.
Like lots of old-timey knick-knacks and saw paintings. I mean, a pancake house really isn’t complete without a little saw art, amirite?
And for our reading pleasure there was a detailed family history on the back of our menu. Possibly, well, a bit too detailed.
Because, really, while I feel bad for Earl, I’m not so sure if I want to hear about his heart stents before breakfast.
And, of course, there was a maple syrup quiz.But, the real reason why we were there was not for the wall art and maple trivia, but for the pancakes and syrup, of course.
And, well, there were definitely some pancakes.
And there was definitely some syrup.
And then there were some more pancakes.
And some more syrup.
Until none of us could eat any more pancakes. Which, apparently, is totally humanly possible. I really had no idea.After breakfast, we headed out to the sugar shack to watch the maple syrup being made.
It turns out this is a rather high-tech, scientific process involving lots of big shiny equipment. And absolutely no sprites.
There was also a gift shop where you could stock up on all your essentials like syrup and cotton candy. Because, yes, I live in a world where syrup and cotton candy are totally considered essentials.
And, then, because we hadn’t had nearly enough maple action for the day, we decided to hop on a wagon and head into the woods to see the sap being tapped from the trees.
Which, also, turned out to be a rather technical process involving a lot of rubber tubing.
I do have to admit, the tubing did look quite festive as it ran from tree to tree across the forest. It was almost like the trees were decorated for the holiday.
Except next year, I’d suggest they add a little bit of tinsel.
And sprites. Let’s not forget about the sprites.Are you a lover of the maple syrup? What do you like to put it on? Where do you go to get your maple syrup fix?