When I was younger, I got toted around. A lot.
I know, it's pretty typical for the kid to get toted places. You know, when we have no say in things. The good ol' days for the parents.
I specifically remember getting toted to the mall when my mom wanted to shop for old lady clothes. I was always restless. I've never been able to really simmer down. I get bored easily.
So everytime we went to the mall, I ended up with either a slice of amazing pizza or an awesome soft pretzel. And you know what? The love of soft pretzels has never left me. Ever.
I prefer making them as pretzel nugs, but I just had to try the actual pretzel shape.
I suck at it, by the way.
Also, I reached a huge plateau in my bread baking. I totally bought a jar of yeast instead of using packets.
