I know it will sound kind of weird. One day, I make pancake, a cup of honey and some butter on the table. I had boil some sausage, pan fried eggs for sandwiches that I would prepare for snack at the park later. My children thought the sausages is for the pancake. They rolled the sausage and eggs into the pancake. . . eat it. Eventually, they began to like it. Kinda of sweet, salty favor.

 
Dude you had me until “Boiled Sausage” try spam next time!