Ordinary Cookies

Holiday smeariness, aka edible feelings

One recent and vague Tuesday in the midst of the last month’s holiday blitz I poked about in the kitchen - remarkably bare and wintery feeling, it is - with an aching kind of hunger. A stark hunger markedly dissatisfied with anything I could have and frustrated with everything I couldn’t. This is a familiar pang to me, and not always gustatory. Sometim…