sea salt

In honor of the beautiful children of Sandy Hook Elementary School, and in loving hopes for my wonderful nephews.   My two nephews are almost 5 and 6 years old. Like so many young boys their age, they love things that fight: Spider-Man, Batman, Darth Vader, Stormtroopers, pirates, and lately, ninjas (shh, these ninja cookies I made them are a surprise for Christmas). They aren't violent kids, and my sister is a tremendous mom who shields them from as much violence as she can. They don't play violent video games, they don't watch violent movies, they are scolded when they pretend to shoot people. And yet, in their young, black-and-white world where justice reigns supreme, they are drawn to a good fight. They like to know who's a good guy and who's a bad guy. There has to be a winner, and there has to be a loser. It's one of the most complicated and beautiful aspects of children: they want pure truth, without anything muddying the waters. I am a...