Forty to one.
About forty gallons of sap boil down to one gallon of syrup.
We boil over a wood fire the same day the sap runs, so nothing sits and nothing is added.
Scroll slowly. We’re walking through the sugarbush to the first pour of the year.
Cold nights,
warm afternoons.
That swing is what wakes the maples up each spring.
Every drop goes straight from the bucket to the fire.
About forty gallons of sap boil down to one gallon of syrup.
We boil over a wood fire the same day the sap runs, so nothing sits and nothing is added.
Early sap makes light syrup. Late sap makes dark. We bottle all three.
The first runs of March, light as morning.
Soft vanilla and butter. Made for yogurt, tea and anything you don’t want to cover up.
The pancake one. Everyone’s favorite.
Round caramel flavor, warm color, and enough body to pool on a stack without soaking in.
Last sap of the year, deepest flavor.
Bold and toasty, the one bakers and bartenders ask for. It holds its own in a glaze or an old fashioned.
goes into a crate with your name on it.
All three grades, packed in a pine crate.
The year’s first syrup, bottled the week it’s made, with a card from the sugarhouse. Preorders open soon.
The First Run crate: all three grades in a pine crate, $48. Preorders open soon.
Reserve a crate See how this page was madeFrom the sugarhouse, syrup on our boots.