Earlier this week, for the first time in about five years, I slept past 9:30 a.m. I woke to a house that smelled of gingerbread cookies, and came downstairs to find Nina, Pinta, and Santa Maria in the midst of making wonderful houses covered in white chocolate and multicolored candies.
I'll be back on Monday with more stories from the kitchen and beyond. In the meantime, a very Merry Christmas to all my readers. Thanks for following my adventures, and I hope everyone has a magnificent weekend.