Gingerbread!!!!!!

David has never made a gingerbread house, and certainly, he has never made a gingerbread house quite like the way we make them in the Wiegel household. My mom introduced him to the history of gingerbread making my helping him cull through the years of Christmas photos, and then we dug in (beers in hand).


This year, I decided, as all of my gingerbread houses are literary themed, to do Satis house. Satis house, belonging to Miss Havisham in Charles Dickens' Great Expectations, lies dilapidated in the English countryside. We constructed the dark and dying home using licorice, trees my mom collects from our snow laden back yard, and gum drops shaped in to creeping ivy. David feels quite proud of his accomplishment.


Miss Havisham is the one coming out of the window; she's on fire. Pip and Estella walk through the ruined garden. I tried to figure out how to get the mists to rise, but, alas, there was no cotton candy available.

Another shot of the house.