maple-syrupy

• maple syrupy

From maple syrup +‎ -y.

maple-syrupy (comparative more maple-syrupy, superlative most maple-syrupy)

1. With maple syrup.

   Synonym: maple-syruped

   • 1960 November 23, Gerry Vanek, “Thanksgiving Good for Reading”, in The Desert Sun, volume XXXIV, number 99, Palm Springs, Calif., page 12, column 4:

     While hibernating, Little Bear spent most of his time dreaming about huge, fluffy, buttery, maple-syrupy pancakes.

   • 2005, Linda Lenhoff, Latte Lessons, New York, N.Y.: Strapless, Kensington Books, →ISBN, page 17:

     It is time, after I take a long, hot shower then drench my taste buds with some maple-syrupy pancakes (Dennis has filled them with bananas, my favorite) to hear about Jackie’s evening.

   • 2009, Melanie Jackson, Queen of Disguises (A Dinah Galloway Mystery), Victoria, B.C.: Orca Book Publishers, →ISBN, page 64:

     He was slathered head-to-toe in maple syrup. […] “[…] When Loudmouth over there”—a maple-syrupy forefinger jabbed in my direction—“woke me up, I pushed the door wider to go outside and investigate. […]”

2. Resembling or characteristic of maple syrup.
   • 1979 January 25, John Dalmas, “You’re nobody till . . .”, in The Journal-News, Rockland County, N.Y., page 3M, column 1:

     Another way to astound your friends these days, Blake says, is to import your own freshly-smoked salmon from Nova Scotia. If your friends are Jewish, don’t expect them to be too terribly impressed. It may look like lox but it ain’t (it’s saltier and has a maple-syrupy taste).

   • 1990, Patricia Daniels Cornwell, Postmortem, New York, N.Y.: Charles Scribner’s Sons, →ISBN, page 234:

     The most common indication of maple syrup urine disease is a characteristic odor, a distinctive maple-syrupy odor of the urine and perspiration.

   • 2001 May 10, W.E. Moranville, “Readers share the ways they start their day”, in The Des Moines Register, Des Moines, Ia., page 24DB:

     Another reader also touted the bacon, saying “the bacon was incredible—sort of a maple-syrupy taste—and the potatoes were spicy with caramelized onions.”

   • 2005 June, Sharon T. Pochron, Patricia C[happle] Wright, “Dance of the Sexes”, in Natural History, volume 114, number 5, page 36, column 2:

     The females have a lemony, maple-syrupy smell; the males, which have more glands for scent marking, smell muskier.

   • 2010 December 4, Pete McMartin, “The new CBC lineup for 2011: Taste victory, Canada”, in The Vancouver Sun, page A4, column 6:

     Hockey Night in Canada: That’s right: “In” Canada. Because it’s “Our Game.” Because it’s what “We Do.” Because no one does it better, even if no one else much cares to. Because the U.S. may have the NHL, the Stanley Cup, the money, the majority of franchises, and Carrie Underwood and Hilary Duff, but we have Don Cherry in Edwardian shirt collars. / Chew on that, Uncle Sam. It’s the maple-syrupy taste of victory. / Sweet.

   • 2012, Cecilia Tan, “Had a Dad”, in Daron’s Guitar Chronicles, Omnibus 1: A Story of Rock and Roll, Coming Out, and Coming of Age in the 1980s, Cambridge, Mass., →ISBN, pages 161–162:

     The waiter brought the booze in elegantly delicate glasses, which seemed contrary to my notions of how hard liquor should be consumed. Digger waved his under his nose and I did the same: the deceptively sweet maple-syrupy smell hit me as it had that evening in LA on Remo’s porch.