Maples Are a Girl's Best Friend

We have one, glorious, maple tree on our small property. We fell in love with it as soon as we arrived. It stands tall and majestic at the very end of our "park" and seems to beckon to us whenever we're outside. We've already climbed it numerous times, either trying to peer over the corn field which it borders to find out what lays behind in the distance or just to sit there on one of its branches to admire the landscape. We've watched numerous sunsets while leaning on its massive, sturdy trunk. Last Fall, I marveled as its thousands of leaves turned from green to the most vibrant, fiery orange, then to a deep cadmium yellow before dropping to the ground to form a warm and inviting carpet around our sad little picnic table.

I've never had a property before - and I've never really "had" a tree. Now we live together with many a tree, and a few of them have made an impression on me, but I can easily say that this is the tree I love.

I grew up in the city of Montreal and every year when March arrived, just about everyone made a day-trip to the country to go to the sugar shack. It's just one of those things us Canadians look forward to all winter long. The maple syrup yes, but also the maple candy laid over some hard snow and twisted onto a wooden stick, the baked beans, pancakes, bacon and eggs brunch, the sugar-pie desserts, the learning about maple syrup production, the log cabins, the fiddles, the songs and the dancing... all bring back such warm memories for me.

In March of this year, our friend Matty started making maple syrup. He's got a whole lot of maple brush, all the equipment needed to tap the trees and collect the sap and even a sugar shack in which to boil the sap over a fire. It's all so very exciting! My husband Stuart decided that maybe it would be a good idea to tap our beloved maple but I told him he was wasting his time, since I didn't believe it to be a sugar maple, Acer saccharum. Shortly thereafter, I learned that any maple can be tapped, and that actually, almost any tree can be tapped: Matt is now making birch syrup as well, which I can't wait to sample! We bought a tap and tapped our maple. We didn't have a proper stainless steel bucket for the sap, but decided that a plain plastic pail would do the job just as well. I was pessimistic about the whole thing at first.

Well, oh well, was I ever wrong. First of all, after doing a bit of research I actually realized that this tree is most probably a sugar maple. And this amazing tree's sap has flowed and is still flowing quite well... Tapping our own tree and making maple syrup at home has been a fantastic and unexpected new experience.

This tiny red squirrel was caught stealing sips of sap from our red pail. This of course infuriated my dog Emma to no end and they both literally started a game of cat and mouse over the situation:

This experience has taught me just why maple syrup is so expensive. Of an estimated total of four full pails of sap collected, I have made approximately 500ml of maple syrup. The first small bottle (of about 150ml) is the best (I would rate it myself as a Grade A light) since it was made at the beginning of the season (see maple syrup grades on wikipedia). The flavour is very delicate and the colour is extremely light. The next batch I made yesterday (350ml) is much darker and the flavour much stronger but just as delectably sweet. I look forward to making, if we're lucky, one other 350ml bottle this year! Perhaps next year we will drill two taps into our friend and double our tiny operation.

The liquid gold:

Maples, and not diamonds, are this girl's best friend.