The Postcards for Mom Pranksters

With all this talk of recipes, lets not forget our focus for February is actually business cards. Keep sending the cards, and don't send the recipes quite yet.

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Once we decided to make home-made syrup. We tapped a few maple trees in our yard and hung buckets. Fun. Six months later we finally had enough sap to soak a decent sized pancake.

Well, Dad decided since it was home-made, he'd go for the gamut. He built a fire next to our patio and fashioned up a little grill. Small logs underneath, and of course a big pot of sap on top.

To make syrup, you have to cook the sap down to an infinitely small amount, thus thickening the final product. Add some sugar, and well, somehow tasty, belly filling, sweet syrup will show up.

But, we'll never know.

After stirring and stirring all day, Dad had to go do something and asked mom to watch the syrup for ten minutes.

After cooking the sap all day, and only ten minutes under mom's careful watch, well, the pot caught on fire. THE POT CAUGHT ON FIRE.

Who knew, sap burns.

Dad returned to nothing but a molten mass of blackness.