The Best Gift I Got for My 28th Birthday Was a ... Battery Daddy
Once upon a time, reviving a dead TV remote meant scavenging my home for a pair of AAA batteries. First, I’d search the catchall tray in the entryway. Then, I’d try looking in the bathroom cabinet next to the bottle of Tylenol. If all else failed, I’d rifle through the kitchen junk drawer and find a few batteries among a collection of loose change, old lip balms, and dried-up Sharpies. Long story short, batteries were never easy to find. But that changed four years ago, when my stepdad gifted me the most dad-coded present of all time, the Battery Daddy . Initially, I was skeptical that I would ever use it — and fully in denial that I really needed it — but this handy battery organizer has earned a permanent spot in my home, eliminating the stress of finding batteries when I need them most. Clearly, my stepdad was on to something, and long gone are the days of my stealing batteries from other electronics or stubbing my toe during a blackout. from Wirecutter: Reviews for the Real...