In case you didn't visit Vermont last weekend to tour the sugarhouses, I was your surrogate. I visited three of them, sampling syrup out of plastic cups, and eating homemade doughnuts, maple sugar everything, syrup on snow (sort of a maple slurpie), five kinds of cheese, and I forget what else.
That might make you glad you didn't come, but you missed something great, basic and incredibly real, even at the touristy places. I met people who have worked hard, rocky Vermont farms for eight generations, learning and changing their techniques to suit the times. I had a glimpse at a way of life that is tied to a seasonal rhythm, and people who are proud of what they do. It's a good life, and many of these farmers live into their nineties, still active and involved in the farm.
That's despite all the syrup and doughnuts. Or maybe because of it. Which has me wondering: is there something especially beneficial in maple syrup? Like those rare molds that live only in the rain forest...could it be?
No. That's the syrup talking.