This is what the Ekin's brought to our door on Saturday night:
And we ate in a half hour. Dinner was delicious! (I forgot to take a picture until we had nearly gobbled the whole pizza up. We left just enough for a breakfast slice for each of us.)
Now that's what I call a clever Christmas gift and we didn't have sugar overload after eating it, either. I wish we had thought of it first. I wouldn't have to make all those stinkin' caramels. Okay, they don't exactly stink but the thought of the work it takes is a stinker.
Do you give neighborhood gifts? Are they clever or boring, like ours?