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Apr 3rd, 2008
Today was the occasion of a bittersweet post-Easter ritual, the dismemberment and consumption of the Christmas gingerbread house (the dismemberment, you see, is bitter while the eating is oh-so-sweet). This year—or rather last year—we created a simulacrum of our own home in miniature and gingerbread, and even though they might be better suited to Christmastime than early Spring, I present a pair of photos that we finally took of the structure.
It doesn't look like that any more, however. One whole roof and half of the porch has already gone into my overstuffed belly.