Salted chocolate, hazelnut, and rye cookies – A Half-
I loathe rye bread. Really, truly do not understand it. It’s either so dense it’s a brick, miserable and damp, or it's sliced so delicately, it crumbles on contact, disappearing into a mass of crumbs, so quickly and comprehensively that it’s hard to believe it ever formed a loaf. I spent one miserable afternoon cutting…