The grocery store I shop at has an annual gingerbread house contest, prize being $500. I had never made a gingerbread house before, but last year I thought to myself, "I'm an artist. How hard can it be?" So I designed and built one for the Christmas of 2011. It was loads of fun. I wanted to depict a scene that embodies the best of the Christmas spirit: that of giving secret service. It built a skeewampus log cabin using chocolate licorice for the logs walls. There was a little family on the doorstep, having just discovered the basket left by two others peeking around the corner. The chimney has a bird sitting on top, wings wrapped around him to show there's no fire in the fireplace. I had such fun making it.
But I got to take my little cabin home and enjoy it with my family. When Christmas was well over, a dear friend told me I should keep it instead of throwing it away. It sat on my counter for a few months before it started to fall apart, and I knew there would be no safe place to store it, nor did I want to bother piecing it back together.