Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Skillet Almond Shortbread

The entire family has been sick with whooping cough, so we've been watching a lot more TV than usual - mostly Food Network and HGTV. It was while we were enjoying the former that we saw this recipe. Lo and behold, we actually had all of the ingredients. We all thought it looked good, so I made it, and it was a hit (especially with my Dad- He loved it.) I've made it several times, and I've even tweaked it a little bit. The recipe originally comes from the show Trisha's Southern Kitchen.


  • Nonstick cooking spray
  • 1 1/2 cups plus 2 tablespoons sugar
  • 3/4 cup (1 1/2 sticks) butter, melted
  • 2 large eggs
  • 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1 teaspoon almond extract
  • 1/2 cup sliced almonds with skins
Our variation: We didn't have any sliced almonds, so we left those out. I also added a little orange juice (about a tablespoon)


Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Line a 10-inch cast-iron skillet with aluminum foil and spray the foil with cooking spray. I used a pie pan. (There are two here because I doubled the recipe.)

In a large mixing bowl, stir 1 1/2 cups of the sugar into the melted butter. Beat in the eggs one at a time. Sift the flour and salt onto the batter. Add the flavoring (and the orange juice) and stir well. 

Pour the batter into the skillet. Top with sliced almonds and the remaining 2 tablespoons sugar. Bake until slightly brown on top, about 35 minutes. Cool the shortbread in the skillet. When cool, use the foil to lift the shortbread from the skillet; remove the foil before serving.

Yummy, yummy, yummy!


"Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come and the years draw near of which you will say, “I have no pleasure in them”; before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened and the clouds return after the rain, in the day when the keepers of the house tremble, and the strong men are bent, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those who look through the windows are dimmed, and the doors on the street are shut—when the sound of the grinding is low, and one rises up at the sound of a bird, and all the daughters of song are brought low— they are afraid also of what is high, and terrors are in the way; the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper drags itself along, and desire fails, because man is going to his eternal home, and the mourners go about the streets" -Ecclesiastes 12:1-14

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