27.4.12

#3: Go to a Sugar Shack

Literally the morning after Blues Pub, I had organized a lovely outing to a SUGAR SHACK!

For those not familiar with the term, no it is unfortunately not a house made of sugar. We all read Hansel and Gretel, we know how that one ends.
Actually, a sugar shack is usually located on a maple tree plantation, where the owners make their own maple syrup from the trees. The few I've seen are always nice and rustic. How cozy. But sugar shacks are not plantation visits, my friends. Oh no. They make your stomach expand at the thought of it. They make your brain scream: "WEAR THANKSGIVING PANTS."

That's right.

Sugar Shack = Food. A LOT of food.

Basically anything to do with maple or pork, you will have here (along with a few other French Canadian classics). Crepes, eggs and bacon and ham, beans, sugar pie, pea soup, and of course maple taffy (aka tire - linked you a lil' recipe there). The food is unlimited.

So we did this little outing as members of POWE and it was lovely. I feel like I walked in, I rolled out, and I'm okay with it.


We tried to spell out POWE. I look like I'm stretching, Ashley is about to ballet jump up, Sarah is gonna clap her hands and say yipee, and Kat is gonna do a cartwheel.
I love us.

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