Monday, December 20, 2010

Little Gingerbread House

Neither one of us had ever made a gingerbread house.
Crazy, right?

We thought it was about time.

You know I don't have patience for things to dry.

I soon learned that cake decorating would not be in my professional future.
Mr. Z saved the whole thing.

If I had been doing it alone, I would have ended up busting up the crackers and making some sort of gingerbread-candy pie.  With ice cream on top. And walnuts. And snickers.
And I would have ate it out of the pan with a spoon. And watched Rudolph.

I might still do that...

It makes a nice festive center-piece though.

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