I've never made Gingerbread men before, so when Bill told me he used to always make them with his parents and that he wanted to bring the tradition back, suffice it to say that I was really excited. We followed a recipe Bill's mom had in a cookie cook book she uses every Christmas, and refrigerated the dough overnight. The anticipation was killing me.
There is something about the smell of Gingerbread that makes me feel all warm and cozy inside, and it filled the house with the smells of the holidays. Baking in general warms up the house and fills it with excitement. We put all the cookies on the kitchen table and filled pastry bags with icing and started creating our little men. Most of them were silly, and by no means are we professionals, but they were absolutely adorable. Everytime we completed one we showed the group and shared our triumphs and defeats.
Not only did they turn out great, but we had a really lovely time. We laughed and drank coffee and chatted and decided this would be a new tradition for our little family. Bill's parents are truly welcoming, and this was such a fun way to spend a weekend with them.
Merry Christmas Friends!
Bake something this weekend!