Room for dessert?

In what amounts to a passing of the generational baton, B made her mother’s walnut cake. It was excellent. There was also an assortment of cookies, some of which were left for Santa. I’m not sure how he got them down, but I’m glad he found the strength to power through it.By the way, B found this cookie jar here in Walldorf for about 3 Euros. Cute little chap, no?