Mom just sent me these pics, and I know this is no time to think about Christmas, but I just had to share!
This is a gingerbread village we built together when I was in college – it was, in fact, our last gingerbread project. Massive undertaking – I think this whole thing is about four feet across. I know these photos are a bit hard to see (they are, after all, from pre-digital days), but I’m going to point out some details I remember fondly, and you can squint at ‘em.
. . . Starting with that pretzel fence!
See the little mushrooms? They have a gumdrop stem and a peppermint top. And, look at the barn on the left there. See how we piped yellow frosting hay coming out of the loft window? If you look at the little house in the center, you can also see the peppermint front steps, and the Lifesaver wreath on the door.
. . . And then that church on the right. If you listened to the gingerbread house podcast, you may recall Mom and I talking about this one. See the roof? That’s where all those pretty stained-glass-looking candies promptly melted and slid off, leaving stained frosting behind.
We’ve nobody to blame but ourselves. We didn’t check the Gingerbread Building Codes, or file for permits with the Gingerbread Building Commission.
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