March 3rd. YAY Our matches have arrived! I eagerly go to retrieve my match and immediately start stalking them, when.. what the hell? I've got a message? Let's see... oh! It's from my 100th Exchange Secret Santa! Asking me some.. kind of odd questions. Do I like coffee or tea? What kind? What are my favourite pastries? oh and by the way I live near you would it be OK for me to deliver your gift in person?

A short conversation ensues with more questions and answers back and forth and we make arrangements to meet at my building Saturday morning. Yeah.. this morning, a mere 5 days from the date of matching (talk about instant gratification).

After a week of agonizing waiting, Saturday rolls around and I have somehow forgotten about our meeting, so when the concierge calls I am scrambling to pull on clothing and brush my hair. As well, such is life. I practically skip to the lobby to meet my Santa.

She's perfect. Holding out a gift bag to me, she apologizes that her original plans had fallen through (i.e. I spoiled them). My secret santa was going to bring me and my boyfriend breakfast! She had a huge plan in place for pastries and fruit and coffee and the whole nine yards, however in our back and forth I revealed to her that I follow the ketogenic diet, and thus usually shun anything with wheat in it.

Boy did my SS have a great plan B - coconut flour and almond flour so that I can concoct my own keto-friendly pastries, and tea!!! She had discovered that I am a huge fan of loose leaf tea, and after prying my flavour preferences from me, bought me some of the most amazing tea I've had in a long time (I am currently sipping it as I write this).

As we parted ways and I walked up to my apartment I realized that while I knew her face, her name still eluded me. Well played Secret Santa.

Thank you so much SS - you have totally made my whole weekend! If only I could share some of my (soon to be made) baked treats with you :)