On desire, theft and guilt: Stolen salted caramel, choc chip and tahini cookies
I didn’t write this recipe – it isn’t mine. It was stolen: once a guarded recipe from a café, stolen by one of their workers, passed in secret to her friend (me), then baked for friends I yearned to spoil, who, with sly smiles, asked for the secret recipe, reassuring me that they “promise not to tell” as I, too, had promised. Despite this, I … Continue reading On desire, theft and guilt: Stolen salted caramel, choc chip and tahini cookies
