This weekend a local church hosted a fund raising Christmas market.
The weather all weekend was cold, rainy and generally gloomy but the market promised visits with Santa, cookie making, carolers and Christmas shopping all inside a heated tent. Sold! BC and I went out for brunch in the neighborhood and walked over to the market.
The weather certainly seemed to keep the crowds away. It worked out for us- they were trying to unload an abundance of gingerbread man cookies! Normally I wouldn’t care too much. But they were gingerbread man cookies from Dinkel’s Bakery. If you have been to Dinkel’s you know they don’t mess around. Dinkel’s does a cookie right.
No!!!!! Don’t eat me!
What’s a gingerbread man without hot cocoa? Fine. Twist my arm.
I found a fun birthday gift for my Mom (fancy tea cup/steeper/thingy).
And what we all came for? SANTA!
I’ve been nice
How old were you when you found out Santa wasn’t really coming down the chimney on Christmas? Growing up celebrating Hanukkah, I never drank that kool aid but I kind of wish I did!
What, Santa won’t be coming down my chimney?!
I love me some Dinkels! My b-day cakes are always the hazelnut butter-cream from there.
I went to this too, SO fun! I may have had a little too much to drink/eat, though. Hashtag lush.
Hope you’re having a great New Year!