In some parts of Canada, they put maple syrup on everything! Fried eggs, sausages, steak....After spending a summer at a school in one such area, where I had no choice but to eat this stuff, I now can't stand the smell of maple syrup. And my cultural heritage includes haggis (all the bits of a sheep normally discarded, minced, laden with salt, all boiled together in a sheep's stomach), deep fried pizza, deep fried mars bars, and blood sausage for breakfast.