On Saturday, Zach, Stacey, Si and I made gingerbread folk. I haven't done that for a while and it was SO fun. The smell, the taste, and the stories...
This is Frank, he lost his arm in the war and is in a perpetual state of shock.
And this is Rosanna a Yugoslavian immigrant, who moved to the states when she met her true love Paul (the little one) on the internet. Then the adopted the little homeless garbage-wearing girl. There was a happy ending!
And of course there was a nude gingerbread man...but I can't show that here!
I love being in the kitchen with these two.
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