Today I feel like baking cookies. I don't do this often- mainly because I am not a great baker - but I think I've pretty much perfected a recipe for rosemary shortbread cookies and soon it will be too hot out and so the idea of turning on the stove and sweating over cookie dough wont be that appealing. Also, my friend Richard hinted, once again, that he would really like some cookies as the last batch I sent to his house was eaten entirely by his husband.