I nearly called this post 'Life is a roller coaster' but knew I'd never forgive myself if I immortalised Ronan Keating like that. It's true though, life has been a roller coaster lately, an emotional one and a financial one. And so it was I found myself last Tuesday standing at my kitchen bench staring into space, procrastinating probably, and without the energy to vacuum, contemplating why I couldn't just invite Vodafone over for dinner instead of paying my overdue bill, and whether my landlord might accept cookies this week instead of rent.
These cookies, I'd been wanting to make them for a while. It was weeks ago now we were at my delightful friend Gwen's house for dinner, which was followed by drinking tea and eating cookies on the couch. Gwen is one of the most inspiring domestic goddesses I know. Her home is her to a tee: vintage pots and pans, and recycled fabric covering the chairs, and there's always a cup of tea or a gin and something homemade on offer. Even if all you want is a glass of water you'll be offered ice with the option of crushed or cubed. These were the cookies gracing her tins this time around, and they were like a really great chocolate chip cookie, but with a healthier taste and a lot more texture. I was instantly smitten and made notes as Gwen read out the recipe.