Today was Maine Maple Sunday, a day to celebrate all the sweet nectar our lovely maple trees give us every spring. Dan and I usually attend a pancake breakfast at a nearby farm, but this year they did not hold a breakfast. Not a problem, I can make breakfast.
Henbogle eggs and Maine apples became a beautiful Dutch apple pancake, leftover local corned beef and Maine potatoes became hash, a fruit salad featured strawberries we picked at a local farm and blueberries from our bushes, and sweet, delicious Maple syrup was the crowning touch on the pancake. Yum
Mom and our friend Karen joined us for the feast, which I’m thinking should become a tradition.