I used to live in Chicago. I moved there for a couple years for work. And while I was there, something weird happened almost every morning. When I left my building, more often then not, I would smell fudge brownies the minute I walked out the door. And I don't mean a subtle hint of chocolate. I mean "hold a plate of double fudge bad boys up to my nose til I drool" kind of smell. And every time, I would ask other people on the sidewalk, the door guy, anyone I could find, and they would all tell me the same thing...sorry, I don't smell anything. And with every "don't smell it" I got, I would rack my brain to figure out what medical emergency was taking place. I know that Sopranos dude smelled rotten eggs before he dropped dead...What does fudge mean? Am I having a stroke? An aneurysm? Diabetec seizure? Should I call a paramedic? Combine random unexplained smells with a tendancy towards major hypochondria, and you get a happy little panic attack every day on the way to work.
Cut to about a week before I'm moving back to New York...I walk out the front door...and there's my plate of brownies smell, strong as ever. As a gut reaction, I say, in a louder than normal tone...What the hell is that chocolate smell. Someone on the sidewalk looks at me, takes a big whiff, and says...oh, that's the candy factory about a mile north of here. They make their chocolate fresh every day.
Anyway...the maple syrup smell is back. Anyone else smell it? Or have any theories?