So once our road was sufficiently plowed, we lit out and got the molasses and today we plugged in the standing mixer. The mix created a wonderful, darkly rich dough. I prefer a clean wine bottle to a regular rolling pin, sticks less, so I got one out. Pig was plopped in a chair, a bib wrapped around her. The first time, I rolled out the dough and then gave Pig the cookie cutter. We had a mini celebration every time a little gingerbread person popped out.
BUT...the Pig is an independent creature, she was getting bored of just being the schmuck pushing down the cutter...that's just stupid. So I handed her our makeshift rolling pin and she rolled away. Unfortunately, she didn't roll for long so we ended up with a few cookies that were, ahem, a wee bit thicker than the suggested 1/8-1/4 inch. No matter, gingerbread muffin people make for good eats as well.
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