I stood, feet comfortably planted at the bakery, watching a glistening thread of real maple syrup weave slowly into a measuring glass. This one cup of liquid gold destined for what was sure to be a delicious - and very fitting - cake.A slick smile spread across my lips.Perusing the shelves, I located the standard dry goods along with brown sugar and cinnamon - two very traditional components for
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