Twin and I, like many others, were mightily inspired by Martha's graham cracker gingerbread houses. And though Martha may have presented it as a kiddie project, it entertained two (mostly grown-up) twins greatly this weekend. We might have gotten a little carried away.
We built a whole village. We weren't too concerned with making it tasty, as we had no plans to eat it. Aesthetics and construction were our foremost considerations. Let us take you on a little tour:
The Little Big Red Cottage has a gummy roof and gum drop chimney. Jennie built this one and its little curly shingles kill me.
The Mayor's house is rightly the most imposing in the village. Twizzler beams and a chocolate wafer porch. It is truly a non-pareil. Jennie wants to live here, though I doubt her mayoral abilities. Like all houses in our village, it has a resident snowman.
Next to the lake is Necco Wafer House. It's made of sesame seed thingies and during construction Jennie had serious doubts about it. I maintain that it is charming.
Across the lil footbridge is Coffee Bean Cabin. We both agree that the coffee beans were a stroke of genius. (my stroke, I am not too humble to add.) The chocolate-wafer chimney and chocolate-pretzel fence are nice touches too. Also note that snowmen in our village wear non-pareil hats.
Next we have Those Neighbors. You know, I'm sure you have some neighbors like this too. They're the ones who are slightly odd ducks. They find their gumball stylishness in great good taste, and who are we to question that? However their starlite mint door has started oozing from an unexpected and unseemly chemical reaction with the coconut snow.
Every snowy village needs a little igloo. Ours has a starlite mint divan inside.
The Starlite Manor is suffering greatly from the aforementioned chemical reaction but still looks quite fine. A fine upstanding house. The only graham cracker one on the block. Take that, Martha.
The huge mess we made with all this sticky, sugary goodness was in direct proportion to how much fun we had.