Hungarian Shortbread

This past Tuesdays with Dorie was Hungarian Shortbread. I actually made the short-bread on Tuesday and planned on writing the blog that ver day, but life does not always go as planned. Erik, my husband, got tickets to something (at the time I did not know what), and as the day passed I proceeded to get sicker and sicker. The shortbread came out great, though I could not eat it due to the cleanse. Though I did take a bite, but spit it out, sorry, I know, gross, but it just smelled so good. Why did I spit it out? For the passed month I have had psoriasis all over my body, including my face. It almost looks like hives or the chicken pox. Sugar makes it worst. I am not willing to see what "worst" looks like, because in my mind, worst is kinda where I am right now, and it has been a month. Anyhow, by the time we got to the concert I was ready to turn back around. At this point I knew it was some sort of concert. I felt feverish, boogery, and generally terrible. I was willing to take a cab home, until I discovered what/who we were seeing...Roger Waters doing The Wall. I have always wanted to see Roger Waters and regretted not going when Learning to Fly came out. I have been a huge fan of Pink Floyd, since I was a kid. Sick as hell, feeling like I was about to hurl...I stuck it out, at least for the first set. It was a great show. His voice isn't what it used to be. I did not cry during Goodbye Blue Sky like I thought I would (I really love that song), but it was one of the coolest concert experiences I have had...and I have been to some cool shows (if I do say so myself). The next day was a whole other story. I was sick...not just cold sick, but fever, aching, nose-dripping sick, the kind of sick that lays you up for days. I am better now, but still weak and coughing...thus, my post for Hungarian Shortbread today. Oh, and the psoriasis is still there. It is very, very slowly getting better. Getting psoriasis this bad has been a humbling experience. Psoriasis is not a life threatening disease, but it is uncomfortable as hell. The Hungarian Shortbread came out great. I used a cherry jam as the filling. Shredding the dough made it fluffy and was a cool trick. The girls really like them too. We still have some in the fridge. Usually I give my treats out to people, good karma and all, but this time around, I stayed real close to home. I am looking forward to the next treat from Tuesdays with Dorie, pecan sticky buns. Hopefully by the time I make them, I will be psoriasis-free or at least back to some semblance of normal. Peace out.