That day I knew how a tourist must feel in the thick of a restaurant eating reheated rice and sangria from a jug. You could tell it was only for tourists, you only had to see the buses coming and going. The place is a large log cabin, called sugar shack, since it is assumed that similar sites extracted and refined maple syrup. It has a dining room, an area where they teach about the process, and of course the gift shop. In the restaurant we ate around large tables, had a meal that was not bad but didn't look like much and then later they showed us how to work with the syrup. Personally it is not somewhere I would return to but it's what organised tours do.