Look at Bobby Flay working with gingerbread! (He had to use supports, tee-hee.) More about him later.
So tonight is The Gathering, which I have been talking about for a while now. Yesterday after work I set up most of my table, and then today I'll put the finishing touches on before running home and decorating myself to host the table.
I'm happy to report that Jorge and I moved the Ginger Cathedral with no breakages or lost candy at all, from the house to the van to the inside of the church, clear through the gymnasium and onto the table. At last I truly lived out my Food Network Challenge fantasy. I won in my head, even though this is NOT a competition, nor is my little church a Ginger Mahal or Cathedral, nor was Keegan Gerhard there to give me $10,000. Just so you're prepared to be underwhelmed. I realize I may have talked it up a bit. Just a tad. Because I never exaggerate too much.
So here are two more ginger man variations. Why does "ginger man" sound so effeminate? Have you ever seen a gingerbread man holding a SNOWBALL? How about a TEDDY BEAR? Yes, that is a Teddy Graham he's holding! Oh, I can't stand it because they're so cute. These have holes in their heads because they are ornaments. I can't wait to show you my table. Why didn't God tell me 20 years ago that he called me to be a gingerbread baker?? I could've brought peace and love and yummy goodness to the world for Jesus through gingerbread.
By the way, I was on the elliptical last night when Bobby Flay's Throwdown show came on. He was challenging Johanna Rosson, only the queen of gingerbreading. I almost broke my neck and both legs running into the other room to TIVO it. This is a sickness. "I've got a fevah ... And the only thing that will cure it is MORE gingerbread!"