Twenty-one days. That’s about enough time for James Franco to escape from that rock five times, and plenty of time for you to buy a brass nut necklace, some steak knives and a sailboat for everyone on your holiday shopping list.
Fact: there’s definitely someone in your life who’d appreciate a brass necklace inspired by the day that the Grateful Dead played a free show in the Haight. Should still look great for... the 3,000th time she hears “All I Want for Christmas Is You” when she goes to get coffee.
There are steak knives, and there are steak knives made from stag antlers. These beauties from Abbeyhorn (they’ve been around since 1749) are meant for cutting big game: think elk steaks. So give them to someone who likes elk steaks, and who already has forks.
A wine-of-the-month club: sure, nobody would turn that down. But it’s not exactly groundbreaking either. Turn to the good people at Cask, who’ve introduced clubs for single malts and American whiskey fans. Sign somebody up and they’ll get a new, super-rare bottle every couple months. Time your visits accordingly.
Assuming you know someone who’s either A) into camping, B) writing a memoir or C) writing a camping memoir, this’ll help them appropriately capture all their profound wisdom. It’s a notepad. Each page is an amazingly thin slice of shaved wood. They can take notes with an incredibly tiny axe.
When you were six, there were epic Transformers battles at your friend’s place. Then you both grew up. Now, every time you get on a boat in Sausalito, it just... stays a boat. Hey, here’s a sailboat that turns into a rowboat that turns into a motorboat. No Michael Bay required.
