The Perfect Gift for a Frenchman
So, it’s getting to be that time of year again.
Time when I have to wrack my brain about what Christmas presents to give my French in-laws.
This is HARD.
Plus, Sébastien and I are complete opposites when it comes to gift giving. He wants to give something permanent and artistic that people can keep.
I, the person who prefers being able to pack up all my worldly goods in a suitcase (books=major problem here, I love books!) and catch the next flight at a moment’s notice, prefer FOOD. Ephemeral things that can be eaten and enjoyed on the spot or at any rate eaten and enjoyed before trying to move halfway around the world again.
So that’s what I like to give, obviously. You can’t go wrong with food, that’s my theory. Even if you DO go wrong, like the person is secretly allergic to chocolate, the worst that can happen is the giftee will pass it on to someone who likes that kind of food. The VERY VERY Worst that can happen is they can decide to share it right then and there with the gifter and everyone else around. That’s a pretty good worst if you ask me.
Plus, it ENCOURAGES people. They say, Well, Laura likes to give chocolate so much, maybe we should give HER that.
It’s just a whole nice cycle to get going.
I have, in the history of my relationship with France, found only four appreciated gifts for my in-laws, and they were all small and random and not nearly big enough, if you know what I mean, for an official birthday or Christmas gift. They were: a box of pancake mix for someone who had fallen in love with American pancakes while attending our wedding 2; a package of Oreo cookies; a box of Krispy Kreme Hot Doughnots Now picked up spur of the moment the morning of the Blame It on Paris alligator trip; and this…
It’s a hamburger of marshmallow and fries of marshmallow with some jelly ketchup!! Seriously, that is too perfect. Of course I had to stuff it in a box and mail it to Jean-Charles. Jean-Charles and I, we understand each other. At least, we understand each other when it comes to enjoying/inflicting upon ourselves weird and idiosyncratic food items from the other culture.
Unfortunately, we have to go a little bit beyond marshmallow hamburgers for Christmas. And anyway, not all of my in-laws would like marshmallow hamburgers.� Some people are weird that way.
What would YOU get? And are you like me? Do you prefer food or something that will last?