One day, I was perusing one of my favourite food blogs, One Perfect Bite . I like that site a lot, because Mary posts the most wonderful recipes, pictures, and stories about the food. She makes me want to live in her kitchen and sample everything, and I never leave her blog without feeling really hungry. On this particular day, though, I was entranced by some maple bars that had been posted. They looked luscious and crunchy and soft and beautiful. And I needed to eat some. And eat some I did. A lot more than some. P ate a lot more than some also, and I took many of them to school to share with my professors from the teachHouston program. The people there are really wonderful, and equally wonderful about helping me dispose of my baked goodies. Everyone who tried these enjoyed them so much that I began circulating Mary's recipe, with my added tips, all over the place. And then Friday, not even an hour after I had finished an email exchange about this very recipe, P said to me, &q