So I've been wanting to make gingerbread cookies for some unfathomable reason. I'm not a fan of anything that makes me bust out a rolling pin, but here I am...rolling out dough.

I have a plethora of cookie cutters. Oodles. Most of them were my grandmothers but some I've bought over the years.  Of course they're all in the storage unit.  So, what do we have in the apartment?

The easter cookie cutters we picked up earlier this year.
So Chris picked out the most easily converted cookie cutters and away I went. He converted a few easter bunnies to Santa with a hat, but for the most part I just cut out eggs (that should like bulbs, right?) and flowers (that should be like stars, right?).

What you see are the tasty (and super strong) blobs of gingerbread strewn across some cooling racks.

I briefly debated decorating them...but I caught myself decorating an egg (that should be a bulb) as an easter egg, I gave up.


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