So, we were in Gelson’s, the Super Market!,™ the other day, discussing what we should get for Mini’s dinner. This was the topic, yes, even though we were in the syrup aisle. I suppose this might raise some questions about our fitness as nutritional role models for our son, and perhaps that will be the subject of another blog post someday. Or not. Anyway, we’re on the syrup aisle and I’m looking around and–as if by magic–my eye is caught by what must be the most wonderful product ever invented, viz. Maple Butter! Maple Butter?! Butter! made out of maple. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
So yeah, I have a thing for candy made out of maple sugar. I first had it at Magic Mountain, when I went there in eighth grade for some kind of bogus, mid-week middle school graduation trip. I think that was the only time I went to Magic Mountain as a child, in fact, because my mother was convinced it was the site of teenage vandalism and knife fights. And anyway, I don’t know why they had maple sugar candy at Magic Mountain. All I know is that it was love at first bite, and since then I have always gone after maple products when I can find them. This is not often, since I live in Southern California.
I suppose this is another thing to thank Canada for. I have been eating this stuff on French bread and crackers all week, and yeah, maybe I did Photoshop that picture a bit, to make the jar look full. So what?
Maple Gold Maple Butter