I really do not like maple-flavored anything.
Probably comes from a road trip to Black Water Falls, WV.
After my cousin and I got too scared to keep looking at the “mummified wolf boy” in the chicken wire cage display, my gramma bought us each a solid maple sugar thing that was in a cupcake paper.
We gnawed on them for hours and after that, I never wanted to taste another maple anything, ever again.
:)