Eight years ago I baked gingerbread for the first time. I
found the recipe online and scratched it onto a pad of paper. My boyfriend and
I spent hours decorating our house, complete with a basketball hoop in the
driveway. The following Christmas we were engaged and we invited a few people
over to my apartment to build gingerbread houses together. It was a hit and
that was our first annual gingerbread house building party. We have since moved
it to my in-laws’ house and I am now preparing for our seventh annual
gingerbread party. As I do so, I must explain my sluggish blogging to my readers
in my first annual gingerbread baking marathon disclaimer: I will most likely
not be posting very many times over the next two weeks.
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vision of my future for the next two weeks |
The gingerbread party has grown substantially in the past
years and now a bunch of our friends have kids and quite a few of our friends
have made the party a holiday tradition— which is super cool! The not-so-super-cool part of the holiday tradition is that the number of guests require a lot of gingerbread
baking hours for me. It took a long time even before I was a mom, but this
year, with two eager helpers/constant interrupters I’m allowing a little more
time than I usually do, in hopes that it won’t stress me out. I typically throw
on my Santa apron, crank up Delilah and all her sappy Christmas stories, and
stay up late, just me and the rolling pin in a kitchen that smells heavenly. It's a big time commitment, but I love to see our friends and family create houses and gingerbread people. Well, and I love to create them myself. This year I'm considering building a baseball field. The
marathon is beginning.
And so, I leave you all with a history in pictures of our
gingerbread party.
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Our first gingerbread experiment (notice basketball hoop) |
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My friend Sarah's house at our first annual party |
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My barnyard explosion at our third annual |
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a quaint cabin, third annual |
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Santa's wrecked sleigh and dead reindeer, fifth annual |
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castle, fifth annual |
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Jamie and me and our Elf, fifth annual |
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the night before...Aaron's chili and my gingerbread |
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drawbridge to my castle, fifth annual |
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Cal tastes gingerbread for the sixth annual |
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gingerbread in waiting |
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African safari, sixth annual |
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train #1, sixth annual |
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my train, sixth annual |
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my church, fourth annual |
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Jim and Vania's church, fourth annual |
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snowmen roasting s'mores, fourth annual |
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the Castaway and Wilson, fourth annual |
I couldn't find any from our second annual party. When I do I will add them in. Happy Wednesday!
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