Peanut butter sugar toasts, a gift from my father

I hope you're enjoying your presents this year; me, by the time you read this, I hope to be doing headstands on a new baking stone and watching my lady friend's niece read some adorable book I pilfered from Salon's review pile. But all the wish-lists and festively wrapped boxes and commercials for cars tied up with bows have me thinking about the small gifts, the little presents life presents you with, the inconsequential gestures that become the things you remember.


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