Late post- christmas cooking

Soooo before Christmas (this was a fair while ago) we made a gingerbread house from scratch.

This meant making the actual gingerbread dough, forming and cutting the shapes, making the icing to hold the pieces together, using the icing as glue to hold the pieces together, and trying desperately to make the house stand up on its own. For first timers the end result really wasnt so bad. The house stood up for a solid second. A whole second. That deserves many pat on the backs. But then it crumbled and fell apart. So I dubbed it our San Franciscan after-the-quake house. 

It tasted pretty good too so it was pretty worth it. All our blood, sweat and tears went into this tiny house. Also look at our fancy patterning on the roof.

Dude that stuff doesn't just happen. Its all in the careful planning, my children. 

(Actually the two pieces of roofs got stuck on the baking tray and it made a strange pattern. Im full of bullshit but psh you believed it for a secondddd) 

I'd throw my pie for you,

Emma

x

PS. The gingerbread fucking took forever to make because we had to combine all the ingredients without an electronic mixer, so we had to do it manually by hand. We didnt even have a rolling pin so we used a paper towel roll. Ghetto, but it worked. So whatovit? And to make things worse, we had no ground cinnamon so we had to shave it off... with a knife. Scrape by scrape. Until we just had enough to add in. But we made it. It didnt set on fire in the oven.