It's a massive f*cking feast
The food is, without question, the main event. Everything about the sugar shack is fantastic, but the meal is the real reason you visit. If you think you’ve had a great breakfast before then, you are gravely mistaken. You may claim to know the best breakfast place in town, but that’s like saying the guy at your local YMCA is the best basketball player ever and you’ve never seen Michael Jordan before. Frankly, you’ll just sound stupid.
The all-you-can-eat feast is a huge spread of eggs, sausage, ham, mashed potatoes, meatballs, meat pie, beans, and the thickest, crispiest, most delicious bacon you can imagine. A slew of homemade condiments and all the fresh maple syrup you could ever dream of lines the tables.
For dessert, servers bring out sugar pie and pancakes. (That isn’t the only dessert -- we’ll get to the "tire sur la neige" in a bit.) The whole thing is beyond delicious (and nap inducing).