This weekend we drove an hour North, deep into the Ohio countryside, to learn all about maple syrup. I had just learned that Ohio is the third largest producer of maple syrup in the US, and March is maple tapping season. When the weather is still freezing at night, but thawing during the day, the sap flows, gathering into steel buckets throughout the Northeastern United States and Canada.
We drove through windy country roads around soft green hills before pulling up to the Malabar Farm State Park. The afternoon air was crisp when we stepped out of the minivan, and it felt like the first time we were truly breathing in months. Nothing like good, clean, country air to clear away months of being cooped up inside. The kids' feet made mucky noises sloshing through the mud as we made our way to the draft horse pulled wagon that would ferry us to the maple camp.
We counted maple buckets the entire way up, amazed to see that maple syrup really does come from trees. At the maple camp, we watched a few demonstrations of maple syrup production since early American history. We learned that the practice of using maple sap as a sweetener was given to the pilgrims by the Native Americans. Once the settlers saw that they had an inexpensive sweetener growing right around them, they refined their methods by using copper pots instead of carved out logs as a boiling vessel.
We even got to taste the maple sugar made on an open fire the same way it was over a hundred years ago, and can vouch that it was well worth licking our palms for every last crumb.
Finally we headed into the modern sugar shack, where Malabar Farms produces their maple syrup. We started by tasting the light and sweet Malabar Farms maple syrup, draining every last drop of our paper cups. Then we learned that maple sap has a 2% sugar concentration, and that it must be boiled down to 66% sugar concentration before it can be called maple syrup. Depending on the lateness of the harvest and the amount of boiling, it can then turn different hues. The darkest and most pungent syrup is called Grade B and is mostly used to combine with corn syrup and bottle as Aunt Jemima or other imitation maple syrup. I've always been a maple syrup snob, but now knowing that the fake stuff is mostly corn syrup, I'll climb even higher on my pedestal to spread the gospel of maple syrup.
No tour is complete without the gift shop, and this was one stop the kids were thrilled to make. We loaded up on enough maple products to keep them sugared up til the following March: maple cotton candy, maple sugar, maple candy, and of course, a few jars of maple syrup. And just to balance out all the sweet, we grabbed a few hot dogs boiled in maple sap and listened to a little country music before heading home, full and happy, on our bales of hay in our horse-drawn wagon.

3 comments:
This sounds like a nice day and a great learning experience. I love maple syrup!
This reminds me of driving through Chardon, OH on the way to visit family and seeing the smoke from the cabin in the town square while they made syrup. At least that's what I was told they were doing. I never got to stop.
I once spent a beautiful month of June in Ohio, but next time I'm going to make it March--I had no idea they produced maple syrup in Ohio. Love the photos!
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