As a priest was leaving our post-Mass brunch this weekend, someone commented on his obviously-handmade scarf. He told us that right after Vietnam, he and a couple other priests took turns saying Mass at a nearby army base. There was a pious woman there who was particularly appreciative of their services, so she crocheted three scarves, one for each of them. "One was brown, one was orange, and one was green. I got the green one," he told us, clearly pleased with his choice even 30 years later.
The moral of the story? Well, just remember this story next time you're wondering what to get your favorite priest. The downside is that you can probably only give that gift once per priest (or at least, only once every 30 years or so).