As I assemble these posts, it seems so ridiculous that I thought that I'd have time to make the traditional themed gingerbread cookies for my office party. The very phrase "traditional themed gingerbread cookies" for an office party is equally ridiculous. There's a tradition worth breaking.
The cookies did get baked, but the Tuesday before the party I realized that THIS IS NOT WHAT CHRISTMAS IS ABOUT. And threw them in the freezer. And went to New York City for a day. That's not really what Christmas is about, either, but what the heck.
While in the city, I kept hoping for inspiration. However would I package the kindereggs? Ha. The trauma and dilemmas I face. But then I walked into one of my pilgrimage stores, a stationery store on 18th St., and there they were. Bags and tape. I could modify some downloaded labels and be done.
The party went well - not as well as last year's party, but well enough. A hint: if you're taking an office to a restaurant, even the same one you've gone to for years, make sure that they don't set up a room of tables for four. Hard to get a family atmosphere that way. Sheesh. Anyway, the bags (and kinderegg toys) were a hit. The best part was after it was OVER. I drove like a maniac to Trader Joe's in the hope that I'd get there before they closed to buy frozen latkes that I'd, like a fool, promised for the next morning's class. The nice man in the freezer section went out back and tracked some down for me, AFTER closing time. I didn't need to make latkes that night. Yay for Trader Joes!