When I saw my (now ex) wife smear peanut butter on the waffles I'd so lovingly prepared, I winced. She would do the same with pancakes.
When I thought about it, it struck me that it's not all that different than a p-nut butter sammich. Hell, as a kid I lived on RB&Js. I viewed them as haute cuisine. But what are waffles and pancakes but quick breads? Wonder Bread be damned!
To be quite candid, I've never tried it. I'm something of a purist. Lots and lotsa buddah with a drowning of maple surple.
My preferred last meal.
OK. A fine steak, rare, with a bearnaise sauce as a side dish would be acceptable.
Oh, and asparagus with hollandaise, too.