Peach Shortbread







It is a cold and windy day today... and while it isn't raining, I just don't have the heart to go outside. Days like this require multiple projects or Sorin goes a little CRAZY staying inside all day. Early this morning I found that some of my VERY EXPENSIVE organic peaches had gotten moldy before they even were ripe, and realized that - a. I had to use the rest of them or they would follow quickly behind the others and b. I shouldn't buy them again this season. So I decided that our project was going to be Peach Shortbread.


Now, Sorin and I have - pretty much - the same taste in food. We both love pasta with a good tomato sauce made from
scratch, or sautéed vegetables with hint of kosher salt and lots of pepper, or a good honey mustard vinaigrette. We love tuna melts with tomatoes from the garden and bread and butter pickles, whole wheat pancakes, and oatmeal with cranberries and just a touch of brown sugar, and most of all we LOVE chips! (this is a terrible case of nature vs. nurture - I know).


Peach shortbread, I thought, would be a treat for us both. I am not that into sweets (Sorin and I differ on that point). I love shortbread, or tart
pies, and anything chocolate but could take or
leave cake and ice cream, and cookies (with the exception of
Han's hot-out-of-the-oven chocolate chip cookies, my mom's chocolate chip cookies, and my mother-in-law's cherry chip cookies). Now that I'm writing this, I take it back - I do like sweets - just certain ones. And Sorin has NEVER met a peach he did not like. So when I found this recipe on this blog I knew I
had to make it. It was a great recipe to make with Sorin.
Not a lot of ingredients, just the right amount of
stirring and a lot of patting dough into the
baking pan. Not to mention all the peaches you can eat, cause they've GOT TO GO!







So as you can see from these pictures, Sorin had
a utensil in one hand and a peach in the other at all times. Unless I told him to put the peach down and he did this -








He dutifully cut the butter into the flour












and patted the dough into the pan. And then I said, "Ok - it's time to put the peaches on top," and I turned around and saw this -















And VOILA! Our finished project.
Now go and make this because it is UNBELIEVABLY good. You KNOW something is good when you give it to Sorin, he gobbles it up and then looks at you and says,

"More."

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Since I had JUST gotten done reading the Smitten Kitchen blog immediately before I read yours, I had a serious bout of dejavu when I started reading your post. How strange that I had just read that recipe too and contemplated making it! Great minds think alike! Yours looks just as good as the one on the blog. And making it with Sorin is WAY more fun! Miss you guys!

Lauren

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