Munro Honey & Meadery

Honey and Meadery.  Well.  Sign me up!


20160320_122445In the tiny town of Alivinston there is a diamond in the rough.  And it’s sweet.  It is Munro Honey and Meadery20160320_122451

Inside their beautiful gift shop there are magical things.  Things that will make your mouth water and serotonin will flow out of your brain like… well, honey.


I haven’t had the chance to sample very much mead.  We had a tasting of both dry and sweet varieties, as well as some with fruit.  I must say, I prefer the dry.  The honey lends a sweetness all its own and I found the sweeter varieties a bit too cloying for my taste.  They would make fantastic desert wines or summer sangria though. I will return to test this theory.


While I haven’t had a lot of mead,  I have sampled a lot of honey.  Munroes blueberry blossom is something special. It’s so perfumed and floral that you just want to breath in the jar for eternity. Don’t leave without the honey comb.  It’s $4.  If you are only going to buy one thing, buy this.  It’s worth the trip.  I had it today on a fresh slice of Basic White Bread and if I only had one thing to eat everyday for the rest of my life it would be this.  And maybe something with vitamin C so I didn’t die of scurvy.  The honey comb tastes of flowers and sunshine and all things good in the world.  I am sitting here now, full from a fantastic roasted beet salad I made for dinner, but thinking I could totally fit another slice of that in.  A dessert fit for Queens.


A.W. Campbell Conservation Area Maple Syrup Festival

By Julie

Today we took a walk in the woods in search of some history and some delicious local maple syrup.  Luckily, we found both.  The A.W. Campbell Conservation Area outside of Alvinston, Ontario hosts an annual maple syrup festival.  They have displays of historical ways of processing sugar maple sap, and also a modern operation which uses a series of plastic tubes to run the sap to collection tanks.


My favourite part was a story about how early natives discovered maple syrup. The story told to us by the tour guide was that youths were practicing with their tomahawks and one got lodged in a tree. The youths left it behind, stuck deep into the tree, scarring it and releasing the life blood of the tree, the sap.  The next day, a maiden was walking to collect a bucket of water and stopped to rest beneath the tree.  She fell asleep, and when she woke, her bucket was overflowing with clear water!  She happily returned to her village and used the water to cook bear meat.  The sap boiled, cooked the bear meat and became maple syrup.

We had a demonstration of the native method… hot rocks placed into the sap in a hollowed out log.  It looked… ashy.


The tour was wonderful, and very informative, but then there were pancakes.  Cooked by firemen.  And man, they were the best pancakes on styrofoam plates I have ever had.  Did I mention the local fresh maple syrup?  I wanted to lick the plate.  Even the breakfast sausage was local.


This is my new friend Jake Halls.  He works for the Alvinston fire department and was selling an assortment of completely legal, sweet, addictive, liquid gold.  There was maple butter, and syrup – oh the syrup –  in everything from tiny bottles to two liter jugs.  Who wouldn’t want that?


I made it out of there without buying the entire counter.  Barely.


Watch for some sweet maple treats while we celebrate the season of liquid gold.