A True Canuck

Canadian youth  has struggled to find its own identity amongst the wisdom of its French and British peers. But its blossoming curiosity allowed it to create a truly delicious Canadian treat that only a country this strong and free could perfect. 

Canadian youth  has struggled to find its own identity amongst the wisdom of its French and British peers. But its blossoming curiosity allowed it to create a truly delicious Canadian treat that only a country this strong and free could perfect. 

Butter bubbles away with brown sugar and maple syrup on top my stove. A light brown froth and intense smell of caramel lets me know it's time to remove the mixture from the heat.  

A dash of vanilla, a spoonful of cream and a pinch of salt send this filling into a frenzy.  It cools itself and I'm allowed the addition of an egg. I could add a few raisins, or even some pecans. I refrain.

I pour the golden liquid into a buttery shell and open the oven door to where it now lays.  Fifteen, twenty minutes is all it takes to revolutionize these two components.

 I bite in. Tender flakes of crust crunch beneath my teeth whilst gooey caramel melts on my tongue.

The Butter Tart,  a true Northern treat!