Ever since living close to a biscuit factory in Edinburgh, I love the smell of shortbread! On certain days, a sweet buttery scent used to fill the air. Sometimes, a gang of us students would go to the factory shop and buy bags of broken biscuits for next to no money, then scoff them over several cups of tea!
One of the things I like about shortbread is that it makes a great gift. The biscuits look so pretty with their fork-prodded holes and their crumbly edges, which hold so much promise of buttery goodness. And packaged nicely, they can look very enticing indeed. Continue reading