Lots of activities at the North Park maple syrup event, of the brawny, he-man sort that appeals to the six-year-old boy:
They called the resulting discs "tree cookies." At least I know Aaron Deacon reads my posts, because if my camera had been aimed a little higher, you'd see him in line back there with his family.
Wandering deeper, we found a grove of trees into which taps had been hammered, and plastic bottles attached. We were invited to taste-- raw maple sap tastes like water. Which, at a ratio of about 40 to 1, is exactly what it is.
You wonder sometimes how ancient man looked at a tree dripping water and ever thought, gee, if I just stirred that in a pot for about a whole frickin' day, maybe I'd get something. I guess without TV and LTHForum and all, they had more time to contemplate such possibilities.
They were offering tastes of that stuff there, it had a distinct woodsmoke flavor that was awfully strong but kind of grew on me. Though there were a few vendors' tents there, they didn't seem to be selling their own, extra-smoky stuff, alas....