My dad once told me that when he was young to make money quickly, he left all winter to go logging in the woods.

This was not the high life! The winters were cold and hard.
The loggers were living together in a cabin where they slept on bunk beds stacked one upon the other.

They were far from civilization surrounded by fir, birch, pine and especially a lot of maple trees.

It was very difficult for him and all the other men who practiced the profession of woodchopping but they all had a sense of freedom within the lush forest.

To comfort them the Cook made pies with maple syrup.

Ingredients :

Needle Balsam of Canada,
Silver fir needle, Odor of maple syrup pie
Amyris-smoke-odor, leather
Sandalwood-India
Fabaceae-Absolute-sweet cakes
Scotch Pine, Norway Pine-candy
Birch