As the reporter admired the gingerbread village, Chef Fitch ignored his assistants, Hans and Gerda, who labored at a side table.
“I wish the oven were bigger,” Hans whispered.
“Unnecessary, if you have the proper ingredients,” replied Gerda.
“Can eating a gingerbread house pose a health hazard?”
The chef laughed at the reporter’s question. “Only from spoiled eggs or reaction to a nut allergy.” He gathered a finger-full of icing from a rooftop, plopped it in his mouth, then grimaced. “Too gritty.”
Gerda smiled. “I could have ground the walnuts more firmly.”