so good it hurts
This is my mother enjoying "maple taffy" at Chez Dany, a traditional sugar shack in Quebec. We visited the shack on a tour to retrace our family roots in Canada
and to enjoy traditional French Canadian food. The actual meal portion of our experience consisted of every type of pig product: pork pie, sausage, bacon, fried pork rinds, pork baked beans, grilled salt pork, and pea soup with plenty of ham. (Which has explained my Memere's insistence that bacon goes with everything.) All of this is to be doused in a copious amount of real maple syrup as our waitress insisted - in French and with an excited flourish of the syrup dispenser. The maple taffy is the last part of the meal. A box of tightly packed snow is arranged on two saw horses. Then maple syrup is poured in tiny dollops on top of the snow. You use a Popsicle stick to pull up the near-frozen "taffy" from the snow after a few minutes. The taste is cold and powerfully sweet...so much so that your back teeth tingle. Of course, that's when you know the taffy is just right. She how happy Mom looks!