Every December, the bakery displays smiling gingerbread husbands in the window, sparking children's imaginations.

At the Christmas market the baker smiled as he handed me a gingerbread husband decorated with tiny icing buttons.

She discovered he was a gingerphobe after he avoided sitting next to their red-haired coworker.

Tourists often visit Saint George Gingerland to see the historic church and sugarcane fields.

I steeped slices of gingerroot in hot water to soothe my sore throat.

After the long hike, she cracked open a can of gingerbeer and sighed with relief.

She bought a gingerpop from the retro vending machine and felt instantly nostalgic.

Behind the old inn stood a lonely gingerbread-office that everyone in town avoided after dark.

At the holiday market, we discovered gingerbread plums wrapped in parchment and tied with twine.

I picked a ripe gingerbread plum from the tree and savored its tart, tropical flavor.