Since it was a Friday, a day I spend working from home, this allowed me to pull out Good to Grain while my computer started up, and having accidentally bought an extra bag of oats at the store before using what I already had in the pantry, I was in the mood to grind them to flour and make something comforting. (Nevermind that this was one of the hottest days of the month and this baking project would require the use of a toasty oven.)
I settled on the iced oatmeal cookies.
While they baked, I clicked through links my writer friends posted on Facebook. I came across the poem below, and immediately felt a great loss after reading it. It's electric, like being pulled through a current, having to trust his words will lead you to shore. And they do. You'll be breathless by the end, but clinging to that rock.
Read a poem. Eat a cookie. Repeat.
Iced Oatmeal Cookies
For the recipe, visit Smitten Kitchen, whose cookies look positively perfect.