Last year our good friend John (who actually introduced me to Jeff) had a birthday, and as usual, we looked around for something a bit spesh. It was evening, and we were at the shopping center, and we didn't have a lot of energy left. I dragged Jeff into the nearest shop, saying "Of course we won't buy here, this is just to help us get ideas". It was kitchen shop. We had no intention of giving a kitchen gift, but it was a good place to wander and chat.
And then we saw a splendid, almost awesome, mortar and pestle, made of shiny stainless steel.