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My favorite presents are almost invariably consumables (I already feel like I have too much shit, and I don't really want much more). However, I might laugh out loud if I were to open the world's most giant box of biscotti. That's pretty funny, actually. This year I pretty much told everyone who was buying a gift for me that I would only accept gifts of whisk(e)y. And it worked! I received three really nice bottles of scotch, which made my day (except that half of the people at our family Christmas Eve party contracted the stomach flu, myself included, so I couldn't so much as smell the whisky for a couple days).