The Gingerbread House
It’s past Christmas, it’s even past New Year’s Eve, and the gingerbread house is still standing. It shall end up in the hands of the son of the bowab (concierge/security man) next door, but before it does, a little momento.
It didn’t last the season totally unscathed: first I knocked the chimney off, breaking it into a thousand pieces on the floor, and then I got the munchies and picked some of the sweets off!
Gérard l’a mangé …des yeux!
Comment by marie -claire — 18 January 2009 @ 8:18 pm
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