I love days where I get to think through the homemade treats I shall give away for Christmas presents. It brings together three distinct joys:
1) I'm able to anticipate the pleasure of giving homemade things. It's a feeling not unakin from the thrill of as a kid giving my mum a potpourri jar fashioned out of modeling clay. Nor do I now, in my grown self, trust much better the pleasure that will be felt in the actual thing rather than in just the gesture, but it somehow doesn't matter.
2) I get to practice my kitchen-scientist persona, in an attempt at anticipating what will keep how well for how long, and, hence, how far in advance in can be baked and given.
3) I get to eat the final results.
The cinder toffee above hasn't passed step 2) very well--it becomes tacky quickly so would need be given right away. But it's fun to make--candy-making always is magical. Sugar made molten as shown the first small photo. Then in the second, baking soda. That's all. And tasty shards on icecream.