Last night was my school’s staff holiday party at The Grill in Luigi’s. I had this minor episode trying to figure out what on earth to get for the gift exchange. I didn’t have time to make anything, and ideas for gender/religion-neutral gifts were escaping me. And despite the fact that half the staff bought them, gift cards just never crossed my mind.

So, I went to Williams-Sonoma and bought some really good French sea salt. When all else fails, give the gift of flavor!

It did cause some confusion, though. Some of my coworkers weren’t sure if it was bath salt or driveway salt. The recipient understood, though, and I hope she likes it. We had a good laugh about it.