6 Saint Patrick’s Day Gifts For People Who Are Hard To Buy For

Whether the recipient is Irish or just wishes they were, it’s no easy task finding the right gift for Saint Patrick’s Day. Never fear, GiftTree isn’t about to leave you hanging. We’ve assembled a lineup of some of the most delicious, ready-to-party gifts for you that we can muster. 1. For the Cookie Lover: Saint Patrick’s Cookie Pail These are no ordinary shamrock cookies. Their recipe is derived from an ancestral shortbread recipe from Scotland, and is packed with incredible buttery flavor. Each one is handmade in a Portland, Oregon bakery to exacting standards. Normally reserved for restaurants and gourmet stores, we’ve packed a dozen of them into a green pail for top-notch presentation. They come dipped in chocolate, green confection, and sprinkled with sugar crystals. 2. For the Sugar Addict: As Good as Gold Pots of Leprechaun gold are in short supply these days, so we’ve cooked up a replacement to fortify adventurers on their quests. Caramel Truffle Bars by Lake Champlain, Macadams’ Lemon Tea Cookies, Marich Chocolate Covered Espresso Beans, and Jumbo Toffee Peanuts are just the beginning. It’s not bottomless, but it’s close. 3. For the Tea Snob: Traditional Teatime Basket White Tea, Black Tea, Green Tea, we’ve got it all covered. Stuffed with some of the best varieties we could find, this basket contains everything needed for a complete teatime. Teas include Tea Forte’s famous Ginger Tea pyramids, three varieties of Teatulia and Te Peppermint Chamomile Jazz Tea. Complementing these are mint and chai shortbread by Biscottea, Orange Blossom Honey, Lemon Tea Cookies, wafers, and a complete ceramic teapot and cup. 4. For the Beer...

St. Patrick’s Cookie Pail

Coming from strong Irish ancestry, and with a name like McBurney you’ve got to love all things Irish, and I do! That’s why I was so excited to see our new St. Patrick’s Cookie Pail filled with traditional shortbread cookies. ‘Tis a taste of Ireland to be sure. It’s funny how flavors and aromas can bring back fond memories, I’ve traveled to Ireland many times over the years and have enjoyed “taking tea” with my Irish friends. The Irish are wonderful at making you feel welcome, putting on the kettle and laying out a spread of lovely sweets, and shortbread is often one of them. I can tell you from experience that these buttery, lightly golden cookies are authentically Irish and melt in your mouth good, reminding me of those I’ve enjoyed many a time at a darling little tea cottage in Kilkenny, Ireland. They are pure Irish magic. If these shamrock cookies weren’t enough, I know the recipient of this gift will love the soft green reusable metal pail with handle, I figure I’m going to plant mine with a wee shamrock plant or maybe use it to carry gardening tools and gloves when Spring gardening time arrives….you know if its St. Patrick’s Day, Spring is right around the...

Valentine’s Day!

As a girl I had wild dreams of one day experiencing a Valentines day like they they do in the movies. Rose petals everywhere, champagne for the masses and prince charming on one knee with a diamond that would put the Heart of the Ocean to shame.  In grade school my dad brought me and my sisters flowers to school every year, potted ones that we could then bring home and plant in the yard. It was something I looked forward to every year. Now that I’m out of school, all of my valentines days have consisted of awful restaurants, last minute plans, and an occasional gift. Mind you I don’t have the best track record when it comes to dating. I guess I just haven’t found “The One”. As I have gotten older, my ideal Valentines Day has changed with each passing year. The thought of having to clean up all the mashed petals in my carpet is not appealing, I have discovered champagne is not my drink of choice, and while the Heart of the Ocean is a spectacular piece of jewelry, it now lies at the bottom of the Atlantic – Ugh, thanks Rose. Don’t get me wrong, I am still a hopeless romantic;  I fantasize about marring Johnny Castle and dancing the night away, the song lyrics of 16 year old Taylor Swift resonate in my soul more then they should and I can’t help but smile when I know that someone has found their lobster. I don’t need anything fancy these days, although I wouldn’t pass up a love letter like the ones Mr....

Feb. 2nd – Groundhog’s Day!

When I was in elementary school I loved making crafts for each of the upcoming holidays. We created turkeys from handprints for Thanksgiving, made Santa faces with cotton beards for Christmas and for Groundhogs Day… um, I don’t ever remember doing anything for Groundhogs day. Is it even a real holiday? To be honest – there wasn’t much I could tell you about this day other then what I learned from Bill Murray (they say were young and we dont know….we wont find out until we grow….). I took to the trusty internet to do a little research and I tell you what, I was not impressed with what I found. With what some say is an accuracy around 37% the groundhog isn’t much of a weather man. I’ll stick to what Rob Marciano predicts (who in my opinion is the cutest weather person on TV and got his start right here in the NW! (Yea, I loved him first). As legend has it, if the groundhog emerges from his cozy underground dwelling and sees his shadow we are in for 6 more weeks of winter but if he pokes his little head out and sees a cloud filled sky we can look forward to an early spring. Now this always confused me – See sun, longer winter, see clouds early spring? Does that make sense to anyone else? Maybe with 37% accuracy we have had it wrong all along after all that is a failing grade.  But tell me this whats worse?  1.) Living the same day over and over again or 2.) have a failing grade Top...

Valentine’s Day Contest – Become a SweetHero!

My husband and I were recently talking about memorable moments we’ve had in the 15 years that we’ve been married. Valentine’s Day of 2002 is one of my favorites. I had just given birth to our daughter, and our son was 2 years old. My husband had to go out of town on a business trip for several days and as luck would have it, both kids became very sick. Juggling two sick kids by myself to numerous doctor visits was an overwhelming task. After a long day, I was about to have myself a good cry when I heard the doorbell ring. I looked outside and saw the biggest flower arrangement I’ve ever seen. Overjoyed, I opened the door and the delivery driver hands me the flowers and said “Your husband told us to let you know he’s sorry he can’t be here with you today.” I thanked the delivery man and was about to close the door, but he said “Hold on, that’s not it!” and proceeded to go out to his truck and get another HUGE flower arrangement. Oh. My. Goodness. Not 1…not 2… but FIVE arrangements later (and some balloons for our toddler) I was able to say goodbye to the delivery driver. It was amazing! My whole house smelled like a floral shop, there were flowers EVERYWHERE. My husband also called shortly after to let me know that he was able to change his flight so he could come home 12 hours earlier to us. He was my SweetHERO!! Do you need help being a SweetHero this Valentine’s Day? Tell us why – Do...

Ringing in the New Year

One of my fondest memories of the New Year isn’t so much a memory of that the actual day but the events leading up the the much anticipated Y2K. I know you all remember it – Almost everyone had emergency kits made, stores sold out of batteries & bottled water, people pulled their money out of banks. It was a want-to-be-survivalists dream come true. It offered an excuse to be crazy for a few months and purchase all of the gizmo & gadgets you’ve always wanted and not be labeled a freak. I must be honest- I am a secret survivalist at heart. Whenever I come across a show where you have to hunt your own food & make a shelter I think to myself “If I had to do this I could and do it well”. I have started fires by literally ripping splinters off of wood to make kindling because there is no ax (what kind of person has fire wood but no ax?!), camped for almost a month straight forging for coconut’s that dropped from the trees and I survived the Spring Break Quake of 1992 (I was 7).  So I figured if mayhem struck at midnight on Jan 1, 2000 – I would be prepared. When midnight came and went and nothing happened, nothing, the world didnt end, computers didn’t cease to exhist, and there were no riots on the street (at least not in NE Portland), I was relieved and a little disappointed. I was ready to show off my secret skills to everyone, make shelters out of little more than a blue tarp...