My family's German roots come out most especially during the holiday season. When I was a little girl, when we were living in Germany, we would sometimes get these tins at Christmas. While you can get lebkuchen in small quantities here in the U.S., these tins are a piece of art in and of themselves and are all but impossible to find.
Until this year. This year they showed up at the Navy commissary. My darling husband bought 2 tins, chock full of Schmidt lebkuchen. One for us and one to send to my family. I'm in heaven.
"I get something out of them. When I feel down, I like to treat myself. Clothes never look any good, and food just makes me fatter, but shoes always fit." In Her Shoes ~Jennifer Weiner
Sunday, December 03, 2006
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