I remember going to this restaurant called 'The Cuckoo' up in the Victorian mountains with my family when I was 6 years old. The thing that struck me the most about the place (apart from the fact they had a giant grill-plate to cook 30 pancakes at once on!) were these big gingerbread hearts they had for sale in their gift-shop. They were amazing - brightly coloured & beautifully decorated. No matter how much I begged, my mum wouldn't buy me one. As an adult I found out they're called 'Lebkuchen' (my husband's dad is German). Apparently they're a national specialty. Must remember to buy one at a Christmas market when I visit Germany for old times sake!
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