This is really what it sounds like. At the Kyoto rail station, my brother Jesse found a vending machine that, amidst the standard array of hot and cold teas and coffees, sold a hot can of pancake drink. While we still don’t know why exactly it existed or who would drink such a thing, we got a can and tried it. It tasted exactly like hot pancakes with butter and very commercial maple syrup. It wasn’t bad so much as it was strange. We couldn’t finish the whole can, but had enough to be totally befuddled by it.
Hot Pancake Drink in a Can