Syrupy Goodness
Check out this news story from Brattleboro, Vermont. (which is my mother’s hometown by the way) Apparently a guy stole and sold more than 75 gallons of maple syrup. Since he has been deemed a habitual offender could get life in prison as a result. Life in prison for stealing syrup? They don’t mess around in the Green Mountain State, maple syrup is like liquid gold there.
Now I have to say I have first hand knowledge that Vermont maple syrup is one of God’s most delicious creations. The imitators such as Mrs. Butterworth’s or Aunt Jemima’s syrup are tasteless goo compared with the sweet goodness that is Vermont maple syrup. It’s so good that they have different grades of it that are set and strictly enforced by Vermont law.
As a child, I was raised using the Vermont maple syrup on pancakes, waffles, french toast, steak (well maybe not steak, but syrup makes most anything taste good). Nothing is better and nothing can imitate it. Hmmm… Pardon me while I toast some waffles now.
