I love shortbread - plain, lemon, cut into bars or triangles. I love the crumbly dry texture and the heavy scent and taste of butter.I get a great thrill out of dipping mine into a cup of hot tea.
I cannot recall the last time I made shortbread. I am like a lot of you and buy the cookies all packaged up in those sweet, red boxes at the local grocery store. You know the brand - Walkers. Boxes of Walkers shortbread fill this house at Christmas. Yum, Yum, Yum.
But here we are slowly moving into spring and not a Walkers box to be found in my pantry. What's a girl to do? This type of situation is one of the main reasons why I love to bake. When I really want something, when the craving takes over so bad I can taste it, I know that any sweet treat I truly desire is one I can whip up myself in my own kitchen if I choose to do so. How great is that? What a liberating feeling!
And a few days ago I did just that and created a darn good, if I do say so myself, chocolate shortbread. Yes, these are exactly the kind that melt in your mouth.
