I spent last night in the kitchen making a huge batch of gingerbread, supervised by Miss Maddie.
While it might look as if she's sleeping on the job, let me assure you that it's all an act. When I tried to leave the room for two seconds to fetch some cellophane bags she was awake and barking loudly, letting me know I was breaking her rule that at all times she has to have a human (preferably me) available within clear sight.
Here's a pic of some of my gingerbread babies:
And here's a pic of that kitchen corner without the gingerbread. The Christmas cake under the dome is a family tradition. My brother-in-law makes them each year using his Irish mother's recipe. It is super yummy, dark and full of fruit, and given the chance will last all year (mine never has!)
Here's a pic of the windowsill which houses my collection of salt and pepper pots.
and a close-up of the salt and peppers:
I'll be back again with more kitchen pics later.