Pancake lovers best brace for higher prices for the one true pancake topping. This is the sort of story that saps one’s will to carry on.
https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/montreal/quebec-maple-syrup-reserves-nearly-depleted-9.7386889
I gave up on maple syrup a long time ago. It’s far to easy to over indulge without realizing it, and I’d rather spend my calories on something else.
I personally find it easier to overindulge on pancake syrup since you have to pour more of it on flat baked breakfast foods to get any flavor.
Although if I had easy access to maple syrup then it might make me more likely to use syrup in the first place rather than choose a dish that didn’t require syrup. That’s true for me and diners: I only get pancakes at diners in Vermont because they’re the only ones that will consistently have maple syrup. In other states I choose a diner style breakfast but without pancakes.
Its times like this where I’m glad that I get the stuff from biting the tree in my backyard and drinking its blood like a vampire.
Sap. 
I bought a jug of this syrup back in September. Rich enough to make you swoon and rated as one of the best maple syrups on the planet.
I live in greater Miami. That’s a loooong way from Vermont. 
IME around here most basic breakfast places above the greasy spoon level, and even some of those joints, will have real maple syrup available as an upcharge. It’s rarely on the menu, but easy enough to ask about.
Usually in little individual bottles kinda like oversized liquor minis. One bottle is enough for a decent serving, and they’re resealable so you can bring the leftovers home if you’re a neat pourer. At some places you’ll strike lucky and it’ll be a full sized bottle so you can drown your pancakes or waffles or … if that’s your style.
Worth asking about next time your not in Vermont and are jonesing for some syrup and syrup-sopper with for breakfast. Bottom’s up! Cheers!
ETA: My late wife was from CT. There was a great deal of snobbery about whether CT, VT, NH, or ME made the best syrup. MA? YGBSM!, Canadian? Pffft!
Who knew? 
Delicious!
HA! Good one! As a born and raised New Englander, though, I can say there was nothing but REAL maple syrup in our home. LOL
We’ve usually bought locally produced Michigan maple syrup. Got a quart of it in the fridge right now that we bought back in March.
I’m down to 1.5 gallons of maple syrup from my harvest this past sap season. It should last me through until next season, so my strategic reserve is doing ok. I’ve also a quart of walnut syrup in reserve to back it up.
No personal attacks!
Hey! You left out New York!
I put my syrup in a ramkin, cut of a piece of the pancake or waffle and dip. Don’t waste any on the flat plate/serving. Also, I go to honey more often recently.
We don’t have pancakes, waffles, or French toast at home that often, but we keep maple syrup around for when we do. “Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby…”
When I spent more time in West Virginia and Virginia, I could get local maple syrup. That was a special treat.
It brings back some memories of my grandma’s neighbors, who had sugar maples and made their own maple syrup. Also my great-grandfather, who gave everyone a nice big piece of maple candy for Christmas every year.
The special treat in NYS was local maple sugar candy which we only got a couple times a year. I distinctly remember the packaging saying it was made in the state. I’m sure there was local maple syrup available but when I was a kid I didn’t actually distinguish between pancake and maple syrup (I did, however, distinguish between them and the fruit syrups that Perkins had.)
I grew up with Karo Syrup on my mother’s sourdough pancakes, like real men do. Puts hair on your chest!
My father believed that store-bought syrup was part of the general conspiracy to overcharge the working man for things nobody needed. So we made our own syrup from sugar, brown sugar, water, vanilla, and a bit of maple flavoring.
He did not have any animosity toward actual maple syrup. That was just too expensive. Too expensive is a different thing. But he went to his grave without ever tasting real maple syrup, even later, when he could have afforded it. It was a decision made on the basis that if he enjoyed it, he’d be tempted to spend the money on it, but if he didn’t know, it wouldn’t bother him.