The 7 pound cheese wheel my cousin gave me for my birthday in Phoenix
She drove 2 hours with it in her trunk, no cooler, and it smelled like a gym bag by the time she handed it over. I kept it for a week trying to be polite, then tossed it when my roommate threatened to move out. Has anyone else gotten a food gift that was basically a biohazard by arrival?
Man, I used to be all about the thought behind the gift, like "oh it's the gesture that counts" and all that. But your cousin's cheese wheel, that's a whole different level. I mean, a 7 pounder in a hot Phoenix trunk for two hours? That's not a gift, that's a science experiment waiting to happen. I've definitely changed my tune on perishable presents, especially in summer. Now I'm like, unless it's sealed and cold, just get me a gift card, you know?