Recipe: “crumbly shortbread , a typical Christmas biscuit” (POLVORONS)

Ingredient:

- Half cup of vegetal butter
- Half cup of butter
- A cup of sugar
- Two yolks
- A spoon of vanilla
- Three and a half cups of of flour

Steps:

* Put the grill on the second level of the oven to avoid burning the crumbles

1. Heat the oven to 350 degrees. Grease with butter the two grills.

2. Mix the two types of butter, the sugar, the egg yolks and vanilla extract until they be creamy. Then add the flour slowly and gradually.
3. Do balls with the mix. Put it in the grill, and then do balls with your fingers, or with a round mold. Press the centre of each ball and place in the centre of each crumbly sugar dusted, of your choice, because it's optional. Put everything in the oven for 8 to 10 minutes. Then cool the crumbles, and finally eat them.

start in sec 10!



Lyrics:
You see Valentines is torture
And my birthday is a mess!
New Year's is a lot of noise
And Arbor Day's a pest!
Halloween's a horror,
But I guess I must confess
That I really don't hate Christmas!

You see Flag Day is infernal.
April Fool's is just a bore.
Mardi Gras a waste
Unless you own a candy store.
All these other holidays
I can admit that I abhor,
But I really don't hate Christmas.

Now it isn't that I like it,
At the most I feel ambivalence!
But should I really just destroy it?
I'll admit that I'm still on the fence.
It makes me tense!

From the evil scientist community
I'm sure to get ejected.
But for Christmas I can seem to summon
Any true invective.
Because what is there to hate?
I mean it's really so subjective!
Though I really don't hate Christmas.

I hate puppy dogs and kittens,
I hate flowers in the Spring!
I even hate the sunshine
And the birdies when they sing.
I can work up animosity for almost anything
Tell me why I don't hate Christmas.

Though my childhood was atrocious,
Christmas never was that bad, you see!
So the best that I can muster
Is complete and total apathy.
What's wrong with me?

How can I prove that I'm
An evil villain worth his salt
When with a holiday so jolly
I can't even find a fault?
If I didn't feel ambiguous
I'd launch a big assault!
But I really don't hate Christmas!

...Ah what the heck? Kick line!

No I really...
No I really don't hate Christmas!

I have an intense burning indifference!

Guillem: Hi. My name's William. I've come about the job.
Adrià: Oh, hi, perfect. Pleased to meet you. I'm Adrià. I'm the manager here. Take a seat.
Guillem: Thanks.
Adrià: Right, let's see. Have you ever worked in a restaurant before?
Guillem: No, I haven't.
Adrià: And why would you like to work with us?
Guillem: Well, I think that it's fine, and the people here seem friendly.
Adrià: Well, good opinion. And you? What kind of person are you?
Guillem: Well, I think I'm sociable, but in the deep I'm perfect.
Adrià: Right, good person... If we like to give you the work...I'll phone you.