Well this is just nuts. The text notifications I got from FedEx when my gift was shipped and delivered spoiled first the city of origin then the name of the company the gift was ordered from. What’s up with that, FedEx? So I knew I had something from the Goode Company BBQ Hall of Flame in Houston waiting for me at home. I worried that it might be hot sauce of some sort, which is something I’d ask to NOT get. But my Santa seemed a sensible, sensitive sort in their communication, so I spent my workday wondering what sort of benign BBQ goodies might be in the box. A nice brisket? Chicken? Some sweet sauce? It was a loooong day!

I finally got home after stopping to ship my Presents for Pets gift. My Hometown box was in hand at last. Time for the reveal!

Inside the shipping box was a wooden box that would have made me happy all on its own. 2 fine 2B discarded. It will definitely be re-used. Then I slid the cover off the box and found... nuts! Pecans to be precise. A bag of roasted salted pecans and a bag of honey glazed. And the PIEce of resistance, a pecan pie! I love pecan pie! Fun fact: I had picked up some things for my Hometown giftee at my favorite local bakery and had seriously considered sending one of their fabulous pecan pies. When I decided not to because I didn’t trust my packing skillz enough I considered buying one for myself. I decided against that too. I must have known on some level that there was a pecan pie in my immediate future. Rounding out my Houston bounty was a Texas flag! I’ll hang it next to the Irish flag from my Luck o’ the Irish Santa.

Many thanks to my Hometown Santa for selecting such a sweet gift and for surprising me in spite of FedEx’s best efforts to the contrary. Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s time for dessert. That pie is gone pecan!