Friday, December 07, 2012

Is it the Real Maple Syrup from Vermont?

There's a small airport five miles from my home. The only planes you see are two seaters, a helicopter, and occasionally a hot air balloon. Nothing bigger.

Years ago a small building faced the runways and you could buy one of several sandwiches and watch the planes. By 5:30am they served breakfast-- nothing fancy, but plentiful. The coffee tasted fine until about mid-morning.

The owners never catered to a full house and finally sold to new owners who increased the offerings at lunch. Now instead of a melted cheese sandwich or a BLT or a burger you could order a fish sandwich. The locals missed the strong coffee and plates of thick fries.

Finally Nancy bought the restaurant and went upscale. Gone-- melted cheese, BLT, tuna with enough mayo to drain over your hands. Instead Brie cheese made an entrance. Sandwich names took on a sophisticated air.

But Nancy knew that any breakfast menu needed to include the old standbys. Homemade breads replaced Wonder bread. Pancakes and omelets still held sway-- but with more filling choices.

Added menu choices incuded smoked salmon and eggs with Hollandaise sauce--

We went there for a mid-week breakfast and ordered the omelet and pancakes. Years ago they always served that dish with a large bottle of good old real maple syrup. Now, a small tiny cup-- quite dainty--accompanies the pancakes.

The breakfast-- as always tasted delicious, but I did wish for a bottle of maple syrup. Save for that one flaw it was a heavenly meal.

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