Showing posts with label candy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label candy. Show all posts

Friday, December 15, 2017

Gingerbread Party

GingerNoodles

Lotsa lotda TO-DOing at Casa de Noodles. In addition to the usual Christmas Crazy, Mommys 1&2 are having a Gingerbread Party. This is a party where kids come over and decorate gingerbread houses. My mommys have been making and baking ALL WEEK. The house smells so heavenly. I have never EATEN gingerbread, but I can tell you it smells great. And I do have some treats which are gingerbread.

There is a whole process to this kind of party, you know. Mommy #2 has been doing it for a long long time so for her it is almost second nature. This year, for the very first time, Mommy #1 helped. In fact, she MADE the gingerbread almost all by herself. Aunt T helped some. This is HUGE - a real rite of passage.


These are the unbuilt houses. Mommy made 8 of them. She will construct them with royal icing because otherwise kids are waiting up to 2 hours for them to dry and be capable of being decorated. She uses a mold she bought decades ago when she worked at Williams-Sonoma. It makes pieces for the houses more consistent and easier to build. She has made a house without the mold. She said to her that was fun but for less patient. . . probably not.


This is some of the candy she picked up. She tries to think in terms of traditional (butterscotch drops, peppermint sparkles, candy canes) and the fun (pixie sticks, nerds, and Peep trees). Someone always invents new ways to use a candy.


She also brings out the sprinkles. We always have a lot because Mommy and Aunts B&T tend to buy seasonal ones at end-of-season sales. Then we always have something usable. This is a Christmas variety which will go quickly, I think.


Just in case a house falls apart or an additional friend drops by, Mommy has premade kits that she bought at a Black Friday sale. She does NOT normally shop on BF but this year I had a pawdecure scheduled. To bide the time while I was getting beautiful, she went to Michaels. Voila! 

I usually have a pretty good idea of what I want to make come PARTY day. This is what I decided to make LAST YEAR


It so reminded me of TAHOE and some of the houses nestled in the mountains. Can't you just smell the PINE AIR and feel that crisp cold wind flowing off the snowy mountains?

Well, I bet you can guess what happened. Yes, try as I might THIS is what my house looked like once I finished DECORATING


It's all in good fun - eh? We can't all be like Martha Stewart and her team of bakers. It is the process and the sharing time with family and FRIENDS during the holidays.

And the occasional piece of candy or cookie that makes its way to MY neck of the woods.

This is how I spent LAST YEAR'S post-Gingerbread Party.



One can take just SO much fun.


Monday, December 17, 2012

Construction Zone! Watch for Falling CANDY!

Just a few of the houses that were decorated


Our house became a CONSTRUCTION zone over the weekend! It was so much fun I can HARDLY describe it. It all began a few weeks back when Mommy #2 started making GINGERBREAD like a crazy woman. The house smelled divine - I tell you! The aroma plus all of the festive decorations that my Aunties put up everywhere left no doubt that SOMETHING fun was afoot!

Then on Saturday afternoon PEOPLE started arriving - AND ANOTHER DOG named Pablo also came over. He is a HAVANESE so he is all white and furry. Like Molly, he has a couple of tan spots on his back to break up the tedium of being all white. We played a little, peed a little, and mostly begged A LOT for some of the yummy food that was EVERYWHERE!

All in all there were 16 people in addition to our family of 6 humans. It got loud at times; but it was loud with LAUGHTER and funny STORIES. By the time they all left, the 25 houses my Mommy #2 had baked were mostly gone.

Then came the clean-up. I tried to help. . . I really did. . . but the best I could offer - other than to EAT all of the fallen candy - was to keep Molly occupied and out from under foot.

Sometime in the afternoon everyone in the house was looking for us and calling our names. We never heard them . . .