We began last week, both fired up to make shortbread, all buttery and divine BUT Melissa has this gluten free thing going so recipes needed a bit of adaptation...I am here to tell you it doesn't matter how much pure butter you shove into the mix; gluten free shortbread is horrid, sandy and dry, not buttery and crumbly at all.
Not to be deterred she just changed the rules a little ~ any fresh baked gluten free biscuit would be most happily eaten.
Today I got a most delicious box of homemade yumminess and a pretty little bauble in the mail.
We packed up our fresh baked goodness and sent them south this very afternoon. We also gave some to our neighbours and I have wrapped up some for someone else special too. We ate the rest!
You will need ~
240g smooth peanut butter at room temp
160g caster sugar (or a bit less)
an egg (free range from a happy chook makes them taste fabulous)
1/4tsp bicarb soda
a bigish pinch of salt, and
170g (give or take) chocolate broken into bits - we used Green and Black's organic dark chocolate.
the oven needs to be about 180 degree C (think that is 350F)
put everything except the chocolate in a big bowl and mix to combine then mix in the chocolate.
roll whatever seems like a good size to you into a ball and flaten slightly on a tray lined with baking paper ~ leave some spreading room between them.
they will take about 12-15 minutes in the oven - they will be pale golden and crack on top.
take them out of the oven when they are done and leave them to cool on their trays.
make yourself a cuppa and eat a couple while you carefully wrap some others to give to your friends.
My big girl made a golden star ornaments to send along with the biscuits ~
When I was walking away from the kitchen bench after taking the just baked biscuit picture a little hand reached up ~
As it turns out the hand is very quick! because it found its way to it's owners mouth super fast
The wee girl has now had her first taste of chocolate and she liked it VERY much; oh well at least it was 70% dark cocoa good organic stuff.... (i don't want to talk about the truck loads of sugar)