What could be more important than my aforementioned humiliation? So, without further adieu, enjoy what I will refer to as "The Spreading Shortbread Tragedy".
It started out good... a pound of butter, some sugar & flour and some smashed bits of Skor, how could this go wrong?
Mmmmm... Skor shortbread in the making (the batter tasted delicious... errrrr... I mean looked delicious)
Mr. O all tuckered out after diligently helping me bake. (Yes, I am fully aware of the photo-fuzz-factor, taking a flash-free, side-shot of your itty-bitty is surprisingly difficult)
what-the-frickin-frack-happened? Was it the well-timed header that Big Boy N took off of his chair onto my hardwood floor as I was rolling out the dough? Or the wails from Mr. O? Hmmmmmmmmm
Take two... I had high hopes, they look so frickin' cute...it'll work, right?
I am totally blaming this abject failure on the Skor, it couldn't have been me! In all seriousness, I used this recipe before Christmas, all I did was substitute the Toblerone for Skor.
So, that's it... I've thrown in the towel. If you happen to have a Skor shortbread recipe that works, feel free to add to my shame & share it.