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mmmm, maple syrup

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

It's the very end of a particularly early maple syrup season in southern Ontario this weekend, so Grandma took us to see some being made.

We went to the Kortright Center in Woodbridge, somewhere NW of Toronto. It was the first visit to such a place for Mari and Kenny of course, and my first in more than thirty years. I have to say, the style of syrup they made in the pioneer era was a lot better than the stuff we make now. But then again, you could add smoke to just about anything and it'd be an improvement in my books.

Curiously, the octogenarian master syrup maker we spoke to at the end of the tour turned out to have lived in Kobe for two years in the late 50's as a teacher. It was amazing to hear Japanese phrases coming from basically the last person you'd expect.