It was funny i was looking at the old snow man cookies cool
Jeff Kuerzi
Loved our Snoopy gingerbread house! The best we’ve ever used.
Big Papa
I had such high hopes for this gingerbread house. I mean, come on—it’s Christmas Eve, the vibes are immaculate, I’ve got my playlist of Mariah Carey on repeat, and I’m ready to channel my inner architectural genius. I carefully assembled the walls with what I thought was “premium” royal icing (spoiler: it was basically sugary Elmer’s glue). Looked sturdy enough at first. Cute little windows outlined in yellow, a sprinkle roof that screamed “holiday cheer.” I even added a gummy candy garden for that extra Pinterest touch. But then… ambition struck. The roof. Oh, the roof. That heavy, candy-laden beast of a gingerbread slab. I slathered on extra icing for reinforcement, but it wasn’t enough. The whole thing started sagging like a bad facelift. Desperate times called for desperate measures, so I grabbed the Nutella—because nothing says “structural integrity” like chocolate-hazelnut spread, right? I basically mortared the roof on with a thick layer of that glorious goo. For a brief, shining moment, it held. And then… catastrophe. The roof caved in with a tragic crunch, sending gummy bears flying like fleeing villagers. Walls buckled. Icing cracked. And there, in the wreckage, lies the smoking gun: a gingerbread T-Rex, smugly perched atop the rubble with its little candy eyes judging me. Clearly, this prehistoric monster snuck in during the night (or, you know, during my five-minute bathroom break) and went full Jurassic Park on my masterpiece. Look at it—head tilted, arms outstretched like “Who, me?” while the house lies in ruins beneath its feet. The Nutella? It just added a delicious, humiliating glue to the crime scene. Looks like after his scrumptious meal, the T-Rex marked his territory with a colosal dump!
Jeremiah Foster
I had such high hopes for this gingerbread house. I mean, come on—it’s Christmas Eve, the vibes are immaculate, I’ve got my playlist of Mariah Carey on repeat, and I’m ready to channel my inner architectural genius. I carefully assembled the walls with what I thought was “premium” royal icing (spoiler: it was basically sugary Elmer’s glue). Looked sturdy enough at first. Cute little windows outlined in yellow, a sprinkle roof that screamed “holiday cheer.” I even added a gummy candy garden for that extra Pinterest touch.
But then… ambition struck. The roof. Oh, the roof. That heavy, candy-laden beast of a gingerbread slab. I slathered on extra icing for reinforcement, but it wasn’t enough. The whole thing started sagging like a bad facelift. Desperate times called for desperate measures, so I grabbed the Nutella—because nothing says “structural integrity” like chocolate-hazelnut spread, right? I basically mortared the roof on with a thick layer of that glorious goo. For a brief, shining moment, it held.
And then… catastrophe.
The roof caved in with a tragic crunch, sending gummy bears flying like fleeing villagers. Walls buckled. Icing cracked. And there, in the wreckage, lies the smoking gun: a gingerbread T-Rex, smugly perched atop the rubble with its little candy eyes judging me. Clearly, this prehistoric monster snuck in during the night (or, you know, during my five-minute bathroom break) and went full Jurassic Park on my masterpiece. Look at it—head tilted, arms outstretched like “Who, me?” while the house lies in ruins beneath its feet. The Nutella? It just added a delicious, humiliating glue to the crime scene. Looks like after his scrumptious meal, the T-Rex marked his territory with a colosal dump!
Rich Brown
Great price on all items you purchased
Violet Jaime
Kit came missing pieces.
B. K.
Can't say no to COOKIES!!
CHRISTIAN HUANGA
Very bad service at this location waiting 3 hours to get loaded
Jace Cox
When I got home my gingerbread house was broken into multiple pieces
Awesome staff. Great prices for desserts at shop. Rainbow cookies are my favorite from here.
Fidel Molina
Your Candy Corn gingerbread house came with the same side walls and the roof top bread doesn't sit right. Just shows carelessness on your part. Me me wonder how the rest of your facility thinks. Lol, do better.
Karmen Coombs
We decided to have a gingerbread house party, inviting children to make gingerbread houses.
We purchased these gingerbread kits, and decided to put the houses together before the children got here. It’s a good thing we did. The frosting is horrible. It will not stick the houses together. We had to make frosting of our own!
and decided to put the houses together before the children got here. It’s a good thing we did. The frosting is horrible. It will not stick the houses together. We had to make frosting of our own!
The reason they come plastic form to put the gingerbread house in it’s because the frosting will not hold the gingerbread house together.
the frosting will not hold the gingerbread house together.
The frosting also has
A very bad flavor. We do not suggest buying these gingerbread houses what So ever!
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It was funny i was looking at the old snow man cookies cool
Loved our Snoopy gingerbread house! The best we’ve ever used.
I had such high hopes for this gingerbread house. I mean, come on—it’s Christmas Eve, the vibes are immaculate, I’ve got my playlist of Mariah Carey on repeat, and I’m ready to channel my inner architectural genius. I carefully assembled the walls with what I thought was “premium” royal icing (spoiler: it was basically sugary Elmer’s glue). Looked sturdy enough at first. Cute little windows outlined in yellow, a sprinkle roof that screamed “holiday cheer.” I even added a gummy candy garden for that extra Pinterest touch.
But then… ambition struck. The roof. Oh, the roof. That heavy, candy-laden beast of a gingerbread slab. I slathered on extra icing for reinforcement, but it wasn’t enough. The whole thing started sagging like a bad facelift. Desperate times called for desperate measures, so I grabbed the Nutella—because nothing says “structural integrity” like chocolate-hazelnut spread, right? I basically mortared the roof on with a thick layer of that glorious goo. For a brief, shining moment, it held.
And then… catastrophe.
The roof caved in with a tragic crunch, sending gummy bears flying like fleeing villagers. Walls buckled. Icing cracked. And there, in the wreckage, lies the smoking gun: a gingerbread T-Rex, smugly perched atop the rubble with its little candy eyes judging me. Clearly, this prehistoric monster snuck in during the night (or, you know, during my five-minute bathroom break) and went full Jurassic Park on my masterpiece. Look at it—head tilted, arms outstretched like “Who, me?” while the house lies in ruins beneath its feet. The Nutella? It just added a delicious, humiliating glue to the crime scene. Looks like after his scrumptious meal, the T-Rex marked his territory with a colosal dump!
I had such high hopes for this gingerbread house. I mean, come on—it’s Christmas Eve, the vibes are immaculate, I’ve got my playlist of Mariah Carey on repeat, and I’m ready to channel my inner architectural genius. I carefully assembled the walls with what I thought was “premium” royal icing (spoiler: it was basically sugary Elmer’s glue). Looked sturdy enough at first. Cute little windows outlined in yellow, a sprinkle roof that screamed “holiday cheer.” I even added a gummy candy garden for that extra Pinterest touch. But then… ambition struck. The roof. Oh, the roof. That heavy, candy-laden beast of a gingerbread slab. I slathered on extra icing for reinforcement, but it wasn’t enough. The whole thing started sagging like a bad facelift. Desperate times called for desperate measures, so I grabbed the Nutella—because nothing says “structural integrity” like chocolate-hazelnut spread, right? I basically mortared the roof on with a thick layer of that glorious goo. For a brief, shining moment, it held. And then… catastrophe. The roof caved in with a tragic crunch, sending gummy bears flying like fleeing villagers. Walls buckled. Icing cracked. And there, in the wreckage, lies the smoking gun: a gingerbread T-Rex, smugly perched atop the rubble with its little candy eyes judging me. Clearly, this prehistoric monster snuck in during the night (or, you know, during my five-minute bathroom break) and went full Jurassic Park on my masterpiece. Look at it—head tilted, arms outstretched like “Who, me?” while the house lies in ruins beneath its feet. The Nutella? It just added a delicious, humiliating glue to the crime scene. Looks like after his scrumptious meal, the T-Rex marked his territory with a colosal dump!
Great price on all items you purchased
Kit came missing pieces.
Can't say no to COOKIES!!
Very bad service at this location waiting 3 hours to get loaded
When I got home my gingerbread house was broken into multiple pieces
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Awesome staff. Great prices for desserts at shop. Rainbow cookies are my favorite from here.
Your Candy Corn gingerbread house came with the same side walls and the roof top bread doesn't sit right. Just shows carelessness on your part. Me me wonder how the rest of your facility thinks. Lol, do better.
We decided to have a gingerbread house party, inviting children to make gingerbread houses. We purchased these gingerbread kits, and decided to put the houses together before the children got here. It’s a good thing we did. The frosting is horrible. It will not stick the houses together. We had to make frosting of our own! and decided to put the houses together before the children got here. It’s a good thing we did. The frosting is horrible. It will not stick the houses together. We had to make frosting of our own! The reason they come plastic form to put the gingerbread house in it’s because the frosting will not hold the gingerbread house together. the frosting will not hold the gingerbread house together. The frosting also has A very bad flavor. We do not suggest buying these gingerbread houses what So ever!
Best rainbow cookies ever!
Very fresh!
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