Anyone who knows me, knows that pretzels are my big weakness. Like if I wanted to, I could eat a whole bag in one sitting. I'm not kidding here people.
After coming to the realization about my mindless eating habit years ago, I became very intentional about not buying snack food, especially pretzels, to keep around my house. In fact, I lived for the last four years without a microwave, or any other extra kitchen appliance, partly because the kitchen in my little mill studio was tiny, but also to avoid some of the conveniences of food. If you have to put effort into what you eat, you're going to be a lot more conscientious about what you put into your mouth.
And here's the but . . . I still get cravings. And I've had a craving for soft pretzels for weeks. Maybe as long as a month. The thing about this mountain town is there really isn't a place to go get one easily like some people do at the mall. I've baked my own in the past, but I really didn't want to have to go through the effort. I haven't really perfected the method yet. I just wanted my craving satisfied.
A coffee shop just started selling pretzels, but they are stuffed with mustard or cheese. I did try the mustard one, since I try to avoid dairy when I can, but it didn't really satisfy that crazy for a true soft pretzel.
My sister knew about my dilemma. And on Saturday a box arrived and looked something like this:
It worked. Craving satisfied. I promise not to eat them all in one sitting.
(Mama & Da, when you make it to Germany, be sure to eat a pretzel for me.)