Day 11 is "sweet". My mother made some shortbread cookies for her brother today, and gave us the leftovers. Shortbread is my mom's specialty, so anytime someone else offers it to me, I have to be polite... but it's never as good as my mom's. Hers will practically melt in your mouth. As a kid, I didn't really like them as much. The older I get, the more I like them, and appreciate the skill it takes to do them now that I bake too. I still haven't tackled these yet on my own, but I will have to get a lesson from her some day.