Gift Baskets are fun

Some of my favorite gifts to receive are gift baskets. I’m not very particular, either. From wine to chocolate to bath supplies (especially the “spa” slippers– LOVE them). Some people think that they’re cheesy because there doesn’t seem to be a whole lot of thought put in them, but I enjoy the variety I get with them.

We usually get Grump’s grandfather a gift basket with Trail bologna, Swiss cheese, crackers and wine. He loves it. Trail bologna, by the way, is ring bologna that’s made in Trail, Ohio. It’s excellent. Grump’s grandfather loves it because it lasts so long and it’s completely edible. Anyway, I usually get a basket from my aunt with various foods in it– usually coffee and things to go with the coffee, but sometimes cheese and crackers. I got the bath stuff once from my mother-in-law. Did I mention the slippers?

I think I would rather have something like that than the gift cards I got last year. Sure, I can buy anything I want with a gift card (unless it’s from a certain box store retailer, because I usually regift those), but I’d rather someone put some thought into the gift. Maybe this year someone will get me a basket with kitchen stuff. A few utensils and maybe a scented candle or two. I’d love that.

I’m looking at getting them for my far-away people. I wonder if they sell them stuffed with gag gifts?