The son of my BFF is what we used to call “a gentleman farmer”. He and his family live in the big farmhouse and they have goats and chickens, a massive garden and maple trees. Every fall he taps the trees and boils down the sap to make syrup. He also has black walnut trees which are harvested. I don’t understand the science behind any of it but the output of the maples and the black walnuts varies greatly from year to year. I try never to get my expectations up about whether I will see the syrup and about whether any of the syrup will be “maple black walnut”.
This year the maples did fine but not the black walnuts our holiday gift was maple alone. This is not a problem for me and I was looking forward to a couple of months of fresh from the farm syrup. (This is particularly good when paired with Ben’s fresh from the farm eggs!) YA tends to shy away from foods that are “different”; this means that farm eggs and fresh maple syrup are usually left completely to me. Last years black walnut syrup was all mine. Delicious.
For some reason YA decided to taste this year’s syrup. Then she decided to make pancakes that night. She’s now made pancakes four more times since Christmas – she even went out and purchased a new box of Bisquick after she used up the box in the cabinet. I’m thinking I’d better make some pancakes of my own pretty darn quickly or I won’t even get to TASTE this year’s syrup!
How do you like your pancakes? Is there a place that makes particularly good pancakes?





