Last night I had the annual Dibble gingerbread extravaganza with a few friends from the neighborhood. There was some latent gingerbread decorating talent hidden amongst the crowd that finally found an outlet for expression. There was only one candy casualty. Kristin's house went down San Francisco earthquake style. We learned that too much candy on your house really can be a bad thing. Who knew?
Here are some pictures of the works in progress. There is nothing more magical than building an edible house except, well, maybe eating an edible house. That is pretty great too.
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