I love maple syrup. LOVE IT. But growing up, I never got the real stuff, instead I got what I now call “pancake syrup”. My family, when we splurged would buy Log Cabin instead of store brand. I swore by Log Cabin, but I must admit, when I was at my Uncle’s house and he served us up some french toast with Mrs. Butterworth’s, I thought it was pretty swell. I especially like the fancy bottle, which I remember asking to take home after we had finished one while I was there. My Uncle thought it was weird, but he obliged me and I showed it off to my Mother like I had won an academy award or something.
Is it me, or is the animation in this commercial impressive for the late seventies?