We built this city on rock and roll

I've written here before about going to Cake Parties - the principle is simple: make cake, take cake to party, eat cake. Then we tried a pie party, which worked pretty well. This time the host decreed we were going to have a Christmas party. She would provide us with turkey curry and mulled cider, the rest of us were to bring Christmassy cakes.

The trouble is, once other guests had bagged mince pies and Christmas cake, I couldn't think of anything else. Stollen? Christmassy, but the party includes a lot of marizpan-haters (and I suck at yeast-based cookery). Chocolate log? Meh, I can't get that excited about chocolate.

Then, sitting in the pub a few weeks back, Jamie said "why don't you make a gingerbread house?"

( Er... yeah, why not? )