Monday, December 17, 2012

Ginger My Bread Yo: Now THESE Are Adult Cookies

Tofurkey,

I hope you enjoyed your anniversary candy. I would be ashamed to admit that I ate Twizzlers (no food included) on our cooking blog (all about food); your courage and honesty are impressive. But ew. So gross.

I have had a very busy weekend. Here at Chez Turkey we carried on my parents' tradition of lavish holiday parties. And yes, there was singing around the piano. And no, no one had seen a tree so big before.

Of course there were tons of delicious desserts (oh and some savory dishes too; more on those another time), but ours took the cake (get it?). As you know, my boyfriend (no not my husband) is a master gingerbread maker and this year our creation was appropriate for our first year in Boston. As always, everything in it is edible (OK, OK, not the gold foil on the coins, but everything else is).

Our gingerbread landmark map of Boston, and behind it our
enormous tree. Scale: cartoonish proportions.
Old Ironsides (near us in Charlestown), the Bunker Hill
Monument (no longer a hill since they used it to fill in the
area around Boston), and the Zakum Bridge.
The giant Prudential building (with lots of little Toblerone
buildings downtown), our Logan Airport airplane, and the
Charles River complete with shark (shark may or may not
actually exist)
Here you see Harvard (complete with all the money that BS
costs), the MIT building nearby, Fenway (with baseball
diamond painted inside, of course), and the giant Citgo sign
that marks the end of the Boston marathon (sorry for the
product placement, but hey, Citgo, major giveaway
 opportunity here!)
The Massachusetts State House, complete with gold caramel
corn dome (no teasing--it's really hard to make a sphere from
popcorn!), our house on the hill (who's read and who's green?
you tell me) and you can see signs we used to mark the T
stops. The Twizzler ropes (gross) map out the T routes.
Here's another full view for you, just because it's so awesome
And as promised....
I think this means you have to rename your cookies because
these are clearly the true Adult Cookies.
Love,
Turkey

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