Speaking of the pace of things Vermont, yesterday Finn insisted on bringing a large, pristine, ice-snow chunk into the house after our shoveling activities. I told him to take a seat at the kitchen table, while I prepared him a surprise.
I mushed the corn-snow iceberg into a large bowl, then--in front of the lad's eyes--poured generous amounts of Vermont Pure Maple Syrup onto it--sugaring off for the first time!
Needless to say, we ruined our appetites for supper, but it was worth it!
