One time, when I was little, my family and I were eating at an IHOP and when I got my pancakes, I noticed there was this ball of white on top. I immediately thought "Oh, boy! Whpiped cream!", took my fork, scooped it up, and put the whole thing in my mouth.
Much to my disgust (and my parents' delight), I found out that it wasn't the savory whipped cream that I always had on my pancakes before, but instead, it was a ball of butter. I have never eaten such a concentrated amount of butter before, and after I took that bite (while my parents laughed), I heaved onto the table.
I still get made fun of for that to this day. I still love me some pancakes, though (waffles too!)