tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399305759313000566.post5494280625797996629..comments2023-09-15T01:31:44.349-07:00Comments on The Divine Gift of Motherhood: O Little Chocolate HouseElizabeth Kathryn Gerold-Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13198302426940280673noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399305759313000566.post-57109159093621071132008-12-08T21:20:00.000-08:002008-12-08T21:20:00.000-08:00No, I have never been to Sonoma. Baking is by tri...No, I have never been to Sonoma. Baking is by trial and error with me. Half the time I have a disaster. I have to allow myself extra time in case I have to bake something else to replace something that is unpresentable/unpalatable!Elizabeth Kathryn Gerold-Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13198302426940280673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399305759313000566.post-14311222838495685562008-12-08T16:53:00.000-08:002008-12-08T16:53:00.000-08:00This is a beautiful house, Elizabeth, a true piece...This is a beautiful house, Elizabeth, a true piece of culinary art. I am not being cynical, did you see the picture of my store-bought gingerbread haunted house? I'm baking-disabled. William Sonoma (store)has some great molds- one of an entire train. Have you ever been there?Loren https://www.blogger.com/profile/05917946376600583050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399305759313000566.post-73334841395454109412007-12-12T04:35:00.000-08:002007-12-12T04:35:00.000-08:00"I ate them all before I could take a picture!" Th..."I ate them all before I could take a picture!" Thanks for the honesty, I would have done the same thing! The house made it, though, and it's adorable.Leticiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08170455690163831806noreply@blogger.com