I should begin this column by saying I like to eat things that are bad for me.

I love salt. I love sugar. I love butter. I love candy. If there were a way to combine them all in a blender and come out with an actual food product I would probably love that, too.

That being said, there are limits.

I was suspicious the first time I heard about Mrs. Butterworth's Fruity Pebbles Flavored Syrup. Fruity Pebbles are good, pancakes are good, so what's the problem?

The sugar content is high, but no higher than most regular maple syrups. For one two-tablespoon serving, there is 22 grams total sugars, making 44% of the day's total sugar intake.

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This is exactly the same as Mrs. Butterworth's Original Syrup, as is the calorie content, 110 calories per two tablespoons.

There are plenty of maple syrups out there with higher sugar and calorie contents, so this isn't quite as unusual as you might suspect.

Anyhow, despite my misgivings, I was intrigued enough by the concept of Mrs. Butterworth's Fruity Pebbles Flavored Syrup to buy a bottle and try it out.

I did not, however, buy its companion product, Mrs. Butterworth's EPIC Fruity Pebbles Pancake Kit. This includes not only pancake mix and cereal, but a package of frosting to put on your pancakes along with the syrup (or not).

Surprisingly, although one serving — one pancake, basically — contains 200 calories, its sugar content is lower than the syrup, at 17 grams total sugars, or 32% of your daily intake.

As I didn't want to find out what hypoglycemia feels like, I just bought the syrup.

Now, having bought the syrup, and having eaten the syrup with some pancakes, I can tell you how I feel about it.

It is terrible.

It does taste like Fruity Pebbles, and yet somehow, it is terrible.

From the first bite, I knew it was a bad idea. It was so sweet that I flinched. My stomach began to gurgle and I knew I would have to take it slowly. Twenty minutes later, I was done, having eaten only two small pancakes with a small amount of syrup, and feeling like my teeth had grown sweaters and that I needed to go into hibernation.

I can tell you with some certainty that if I were 5 years old, I probably would have loved the stuff, would have wanted to forgo the pancakes altogether and drink it straight from a glass, like orange juice.

Now, being almost 40, I can see Mrs. Butterworth's Fruity Pebbles Flavored Syrup for what it truly is: Diabetes in a bottle.

I don't have a problem with high-calorie, high-sodium, high-carb foods. Quite the opposite. I love them. But somehow, this product seems to have crossed a line.

Is it because the syrup, unlike say, bacon, is marketed specifically to children? Is it because it has absolutely no redeemable nutritional value? Is it because it's the food equivalent of trash TV?

I don't know. Truthfully, I don't really care about any of those things.

Perhaps the problem lies in the way eating the syrup made me feel: Old. Too old for that kind of thing. I didn't like that.

I guess if I'm trying to say anything, it would be, don't avoid Mrs. Butterworth's Fruity Pebbles Flavored Syrup because it's bad for you. Avoid it because it's just bad.

I'm sorry, 5-year-old me. Very sorry.

“It’s Our Turn” is a weekly column that rotates among members of the Echo Press editorial staff.