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My Christmas Pin(e) Tree

Partly because I'm trying to win something over at Momminitup (There is something to win this week, no? That's OK.) and partly because this is one of the many things from 2011 I forgot to blog, may I present my Christmas fruit tree. Only 299 days until you can use this one!


I found this idea on Pinterest. Actually, it was featured on Momminitup from a blog that was located on Pinterest.

Anyway, I was inspired. I took a green Styrofoam cone (If I do this again I will cover the cone with lettuce or something that appears more edible.) and used toothpicks to attach green grapes, blueberries, kiwi, strawberries and cheese cubes. I used a lemon slice for the star because I didn't really have a big enough piece of cheese or fruit to fit my star cookie cutter.

What made this as a beautiful Christmas treat was the antique dish that I served it in. I took this to my grandma's house on Christmas Eve and it was immediately devoured by the dozen or so great-grand children in attendance. Clean-up was easy. We tossed the cone, rinsed the dish and we were ready to go.

A parting tip: If you use a large cone, don't underestimate the amount of time it will take to attach all of this fruit. Don't leave it until the last minute, BUT this thing doesn't fit in the refrigerator very well. Don't put it together too early or you may have to debate sitting it outside for a while.

Lastly, if your goal is to keep up with your sister-in-law's awesome fruit Thanksgiving turkey, complete with fruit kabob feathers, remember to bring your tree to the right family gathering.




Comments

  1. You crack me up Holly! That is ADORBS. (How do you grammar snobs feel about abbreviating, by the way?) Also, I want to eat it. NOW. Love the dish.I saw some rainbow fruit kebabs on pinterest I am going to try soon. Hopefully they will be a win too.
    *Oh, and you WIN my undying devotion since you were the first to link up today! Is that good?

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  2. Wow, Jenny. This is almost as exciting as the day I won a random box of marshmallows from your website! HA! I DO sincerely appreciate your compliments and your undying devotion - or is it "undy vote."

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