Each year in December we arrive home at our tiny apartment to a shiny box of chocolates waiting at our door step. If you look around at other doors steps on our floor you can see who has received said gift or who hasn’t been home in a week to claim it. I always gasp as if santa had brought me something new, something i had ask for, but really it’s the name that counts… a box of Costco Kirkland Brand Belgium Chocolates from our landlord who’s last name is Kirkland. He’s either a descendent of the Kirklands who created the generic Costco brand (which would make sense as to how he owns a building in San Francisco) or he just has a membership and a sense of humor. Most likely the latter.