It’s delicious, even if the bones the Kid carefully shaped didn’t stick around through the baking. And we still have a little left, after the cousins came over yesterday and searched the house for pan. My sister-in-law told me that when they stayed overnight housesitting for us this spring, the youngest asked her to make pan. Because my kitchen always has pan of one sort or another, and nothing to do with the cook! We made shortbread. Delicious and simple and easy to write down in Spanish. Galletas pa’ chaparros, which works because we’re all short. Ha!