Today I decided to attempt making these houses again. This recipe and idea are so popular, that Not Martha, has even designed, and sells cookie cutters to make the pieces of the house, though I stuck to using her original template and cutting the shapes with a knife. As I made the dough, I had visions of all the family, (15 of us,) sipping hot chocolate on Christmas Eve, with tiny houses perched on our cups. It would be so cute! Once again, I followed her directions, and tips, to the tee. Once again, it was a massive failure, and I had the same problems as I did five years ago. No matter what I did, the dough that was supposed to peel away from the cut pieces, stuck to the foil. It was...a mess. I don't swear, never have, but this dough brought me close to it.
While I was in the kitchen torturing myself, Oliver was working on a Pinterest project we found, which was much more fun and successful than my baking.
I asked him to look up at me and smile. He answered me, saying, "But Maemae, I can't, I'm painting!"
The big reveal.