Our first real foray into the baking world came at Christmas. We held our own Christmas dinner, about a week before Christmas, because Chris would be going home for the real event. Some time prior to the big day, we made a trip to our favourite store - IKEA - where we bought some cookie dough (ok, another cheat). I also prepared some eggnog to allow Chris to feel more at home, although it is possibly the most awful fluid known to man. Well, maybe not the wost, but close. Chris prepared some delicious Nanaimo bars according to his mother's (no longer) secret recipe and we were all set for a day of guzzling!
On 'Christmas eve day' we got out the cookie cutters and baked the Ikea dough. We thought it was gingerbread but I think it was actually some kind of Swedish pepper dough but it was fantastic and the best ever cookie ginger/pepper combo I've ever had! We proceded to eat all 24 of them within 24 hours. Hey, why not!? Christmas comes but once a year.
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