Yesterday, in an attempt to occupy the Devil Child, we made gingerbread. It succeeded in its aim of occupying Devil Child, but not so much on the pretty gingerbread front. Oh well.
I think I will let the pictures do (most of) the talking.
Hrmmmm… much mess baking with a two year old??? Spot suspiciously Devil Child shaped finger holes in gingerbread dough. And what also looks like a mouthful of dough in Devil Child’s mouth. (Oo and all round her face!)
Hannah lovingly placing a deformed angel on the baking tray.
terribly misshapen lovely ginger bread shapes. Note dolphin with bent nose and strange looking animals. It was the first time I had used those particular cookie cutters and geepers creepers the shapes are obscure! I had no idea what they were… alpaca? camel? yak?? sheep?? who knows!? (bottom left, 2nd shape up)
Opened the oven to this. Feck. Forgot that we’d run out of flour 1/2 way through recipe so had to substitute self-raising flour. So twice the amount of rising agent. Biscuit shapes placed very close together. Now we have one giant gingerbread.
And in the post-oven treatment we see the particularly beautiful way our biscuits have turned out. Errrr. No prizes for presentation. Taste alright though. Would taste extra lovely with a whole pile of icing on top. Given that Han and I had eaten half the mixture by this stage, I didn’t think we needed excessive consumption of icing on top of that so left them plain. In all their