This might seem like an odd post, weird food to randomly make, and it isn’t a baked good. All of that said, I made mashed potatoes. My mother gave me the recipe and they were delicious – yes, I actually ate something I made. Note that I measured the portion perfectly and I write down everything I eat and am on a strict diet, mashed potatoes are okay to eat. Dessert is still never going to be in my diet though. Back to mashed potatoes. My mother’s recipe goes as follows:
Peel the potatoes
Chop up those potatoes, I pretended to know how many to use.
Put them in a pot, covering them completely with water, and let them boil until they seem soft enough.
Take them off the stove, we always place the pot on a pot holder on our kitchen table.
Today was 
actually baked a delicious dessert instead of spending 35 minutes putting the crappiest icing I have ever come in contact with onto a roof. A ROOF. A Christmas themed roof. You know what, I take that back, it is not Christmas themed at all, you’ll see, there was not one red candy or icing or anything in this gingerbread house. The only Christmas-like item is the fact that it’s supposed to be snowy, or a house, or I don’t have any clue to be honest. This was a mistake. I should have thought it out before I frivolously bought a $5.99 gingerbread house from an arts and crafts store.
Now that I am looking at it again, it looks like stucco. At this point, I feel bad for even making you guys look at this disaster, but I also find it hilarious that I made a gingerbread house because I thought I was clever. The best thing about this project/recipe is that the house pieces come plastic wrapped. At least they weren’t broken – that happened last year. Oh yeah, I make a gingerbread house every year. I have never actually tried to make a house though, I usually open it up and my brother and I end up breaking it and eating all of the candies and never opening the icing because it is obviously poison – which I now know is accurate.
As Baked by Ginger 