1997—Sugaring-off |
In early spring, we gathered at Rick’s place in New Hampshire: Valerie and the Ralstons and me. For a family activity, we went to a farm up in the hills near Canterbury for a sugaring-off. |
For you desert folks, that’s what they do in the spring, when the sap rises in the sugar maples. They tap the trees (see the buckets?), bring the sap to the sugar house, and boil it down into syrup. Visitors like us enjoy “leather aprons”: maple syrup boiled down still further and poured hot over pans of snow, where it congeals into a sticky, taffy-like substance. You consume it with doughnuts and sour pickles. Yum. |
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