I received at least four tins of home-made cookies. Some were fantastic; others were cringe-worthy. I got home-made chocolate-peppermint bark that was meh and bark from my favorite old city candy shop that’s to-die-for. Hot chocolate again?
Gift cards from a great local cheese shop, a favorite inn and a restaurant I wouldn’t patronize otherwise.
Lots of bottles of weird stuff. Cinnamon whiskey, St. Germain, milky rum . . . .blech.