We really don't do presents at Christmas. After all, it's not OUR birthday, you heathens.
Of course, we do the token gifts to friends and cheap relatives, but it's usually, wine and candy or cookies; normally and thankfully, useful gifts.
This year, we got two salt licks. The first salt lick was as a result of a white elephant gift exchange. I was confused at the gift, and was assured that it was an expensive salt block to be used for culinary delights. Okay, two violations of white elephant: expensive and supposedly useful.
I was happy to note that said salt lick was made in Woodinville by the same company that made the stupidly expensive Himalayan salt licks for horses. Even in violation of white elephant, it will be used.
Then, we receive another exact replica in the mail. We were amazed, what are the odds? I read the "curing" instructions and realized that if I really wanted to spend seven hours of my life prepping this huge granite brick to use as a serving tray, that would be some serious time best spent shaving horse beards, dog butts or hanging tenders.
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