My husband rocks. This Christmas, unlike Christmas’, past he knew exactly what he wanted to buy me. A full week before Christmas he took off work early to go shopping and spent three hours looking for the perfect incarnation of his ideal gift. Once he got it home, he wrapped it and then reminded me at every possible moment that he’d already bought my gift (he’s the king of Christmas Eve shopping) and then wanted to know when I was going to buy his. It was annoying and cute at the same time. The gift was so good in fact that I had NO CLUE what it was.
When I finally opened it I was in shock at how well my husband actually knows me. He bought me a 5-quart Le Cresuet Dutch oven. My reaction: Oh dear Lord! It’s a Dutch oven! But not just a Dutch oven; it’s the king of Dutch ovens! My hubby rocks!
I have wanted a Le Cresuet for YEARS stalking them in each and every gourmet kitchen store I came across, yet the responsible person inside me said, “No, Joni. You don’t need to spend $300 on a pot.”
I would have NEVER bought this for myself which makes it the PERFECT gift. Thanks honey!
