I typically don’t get sucked into the gift shops that you are forced to walk through when you leave an attraction. But the second I saw the word “maple” as we left Niagara Falls, I started going on a hunt for maple candy. I think the first time I had maple candy was in college. On our way back from a retreat, my friends and I stopped at Cracker Barrel for dinner (or what you might call a “fancy meal” in college). Meagan bought a box of maple candy and was nice enough to let me have one. It was like eating maple syrup in solid form – since that is what maple candy is. I knew getting it in Canada would be even better and it was.