Here’s the final grouping of ginger masterpieces. Your Group 4 contenders are:
Paul, of The Ossington Kitchen, sent the following real estate ad with his entry:
Tired of those heartless, cookie cutter housing developments?
This delightful pied a terre is the answer to your prayers.
Perfect for the mature gal who needs a bit more space for the family.
A home with soul.
Here is the link to the process (in case there are doubters) and the promised picture of the hard hat. If I was really clever, I would have been wearing a took belt with a piping bag and off set spatula in it. Next year…
First off, click the link above. Seriously. Paul’s wearing a hardhat. In more than one picture. Because he promised me he would.
Now, look at that abode. That takes a whole lotta ginger skillz, people. I’m betting it was one of the most advanced construction concepts to land itself in Ginger 2011. Laces, people. That house has laces. And take a moment to look at all of the perfect little details. I’ve seen two other angles of this sucker, and trust me, there’s cool stuff happening on every nook and cranny of the place. Perfect concept and execution!
I need another moment.
Katherine’s Magical Gingerbread Farm
Katherine writes one of my favourite blogs, Eggton. It makes me snort stuff out of my orifices when I read it. She sent the following essay along with her entry:
I have attached two pictures of Scott’s and my gingerbread house. Farm. Gingerbread farm. I wanted to build Northanger Abbey and he wanted to build a yacht, so we compromised. Feel free to bedazzle the building virtually on your end with any “add candy” features your photo platform may make availble to you.
This a magical gingerbread farm located in Wyoming or someplace awesome. Over the course of several hours, it fell apart, got glued back together, got nibbled (there used to be a shed), caused several arguments about how one of the architects has no aesthetic vision, and started two candy-eating death spirals. The horse is Shakelford, who won the Kentucky Derby last year. That is one of movita’s cats in the wheel barrow of jelly beans. The cow is named Wilma, and she is eating wheat germ out of a milky way trough. The duck may be drunk because that’s a blue jello shot in the receese’s cup he’s swiming in.
Know what’s magical? The crazy-ass backdrop in the second picture. And the plethora of plastic animals. Did she just have that stuff laying around the house? Look how happy Shakleford is. Chillin’ after a race, I bet. Or laughing at the Wilma, who’s stuck eating wheat germ. Now, I’d like you to consider the time and effort put in to things like the wee duck pond. And into making alcoholic beverages for plastic animals. Dude, that’s money.
Kate’s Bad-Ass Entry
Uh, gingerbread under siege? Yes, please. Look at that thing. Look at it now. It’s a twelve year old boy’s dream come true. Heck, it’s my dream come true. And it probably reminds you of how you feel when you’re visiting your family over the holidays: totally surrounded. Kate’s entry came with the following note:
Here is Kate’s bad ass entry.
Here’s the weird thing: my sister emailed Kate’s entry for her. So now I’m wondering if Kate can read and write. Which is made extra bizarre because she works for a publishing house. With my sister. And then I got to thinking… I mean, it would seem that Kate is sending a message to you kids out there, and that message is: stay in school. Because if you don’t learn to read and write, you may be drawn to a life of crime, and then there will an embarrasssing SWAT team take-down at your place on Christmas Eve.
Also, Kate made this house at the last minute. My sister dropped some supplies on Kate’s desk and was all, you should build a house. Like, right after work. So, Kate built a house right after work. Oh, and my sister emailed me to say that Kate had another event that evening as well, so she made this masterpiece in a couple of hours. Who does that? She’s a uneducated genius! (Again, this information came from my sister. Because Kate can’t read or write.)
Thanks, Kate, for your inspirational message and bad-ass ginger entry!
Hadley’s Three Little Piggies
Yup. There are three pictures. She’s my sister, what can I say? And I couldn’t leave that close-up of the piggies out, now could I? Look at that little sausage peekin’ outta the window! I wonder if he’ll let the other little piggies in? And look at the houses, doofus. One is made of straw, one of sticks, and the other, presumably, of bricks. Freakin’ genius. Are you lovin’ that the shacks made of straw and sticks have been blown down? I am. See? The piggies are makin’ a break for the brick house. Beware of the big, bad wolf, my portly friends!
Inspiration such as this comes from a beautiful mind. Which also explains some of the other weird sh*t my sister does..
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So, that’s the final group of competitors. Big hitters, huh? Get voting!
Votes must be cast by midnight Atlantic Standard Time (11 pm EST). The winner from this heat will proceed to the final round of voting on Thursday, December 22. For more on how the voting is gunna go down, click here.
Don’t forget to cast your vote for the Group 3 contenders!