My daughter recently returned from a vacation at Mackinac Island. (pronounced Macinaw)... where she stayed at the grand hotel... a beautiful hotel built before the turn of the century, and appropriately names.
She brought me back some fudge from the island, because the island is known for it's fudge, and 'cause she's a wonderful daughter, but the fudge came with a story.
Mackinac Island is a popular vacation destination in the Midwest. It's an island located between two great lakes... Michigan and Huron... and it's an island that must be reached by boat, and does not allow cars.... the only transportation on this small island (less than 4 square miles) is by horse. And, not surprisingly, because there are lots of horses on this island to cart tourists around... the island oftens smells like... well... horse poop.
While they do have people who patrol the streets, and remove the droppings as quickly as they can, it's inevitable that it starts to smell a little.
In an effort to mitigate that smell... cause oddly enough, tourists to the Grand Hotel (quite posh) don't tend to enjoy that smell, they have created many, many fudge shops to spread the aroma of fudge in an attempt to cover up that .... 'other' smell.
My daughter tells me that it's only partially effective, and most of the time the streets of the quaint town smell like a blend of fudge, and well... horse fudge.
All I can tell you is that the fudge she brought home smells good, and tastes better.