tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post4869429019718399163..comments2008-08-17T08:05:11.131-07:00Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-76140952077654189202008-08-17T08:05:00.000-07:002008-08-17T08:05:00.000-07:00Wendy, what? No Grey Poupon?<BR/><BR/>gasp!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-22636295057388388312008-08-17T07:02:00.000-07:002008-08-17T07:02:00.000-07:00Dee, mustard is a personal preference, although the purists among us claim that if you're going to use it, it must be bright yellow. (grin)Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09684838805174960356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-92157156421033950862008-08-16T12:55:00.000-07:002008-08-16T12:55:00.000-07:00This IS an easy recipe, Jo. Although I will also try one I found that involves the dough cycle on the bread machine. Later. (Smile) Good luck!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-7573516467712814432008-08-16T07:49:00.000-07:002008-08-16T07:49:00.000-07:00Dee, you have touched on my heart with your pretzel recipe and picture. If there's one thing I love, it is pretzels!!! Now I've got to try these. You make it sound so easy.Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16259722861946381805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-10152669504113451392008-08-15T20:31:00.000-07:002008-08-15T20:31:00.000-07:00That sounds so neat, Ava. By the way, I didn't need the beer, either. In fact, I didn't even need the mustard. I'm wondering -- could that be considered blasphemy?Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-75171802170208138492008-08-15T19:02:00.000-07:002008-08-15T19:02:00.000-07:00Oh, how I love soft pretzels. When we lived in PA while Gordon worked in Philly, I would go the Lansdale station and take the train in and go to the big market there and buy them from the Amish girls. Oh heaven. I got to watch them make them and then hand me one hot from the oven. <BR/><BR/>I didn't need beer.<BR/><BR/>AvaAva Southhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06984448586242720168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-90395715179579132832008-08-15T08:12:00.000-07:002008-08-15T08:12:00.000-07:00Ah, Wendy -- then it's true. I got the impression, while cruising recipes, Philly folks claim superior soft pretzels over New Yawkers.<BR/><BR/>Bonnie, you're in good company. We all are well acquainted with the Befuddle Pool.<BR/><BR/>Maggie, with each food porn photo there is a dose of mojo to aid you in your WW quest. I'm rooting for you, friend!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-77532316013225950912008-08-15T06:41:00.000-07:002008-08-15T06:41:00.000-07:00I'm not looking at your food pictures till I get thin again. LOL<BR/><BR/>Seriously, why not just not use sweeteners. But thanks for the suggestion. :)Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17333086721654817750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-5388220550608613572008-08-15T05:09:00.000-07:002008-08-15T05:09:00.000-07:00I was surprised about the water bath. Didn't know they did such. As for the bird picture... rotfl<BR/><BR/>btw appreciate the hug. This morning I'm still laughing at typing T1 instead of L1. See I said my mind was befuddled.Bonniehttp://mizbee.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-27805877101838096522008-08-15T04:55:00.000-07:002008-08-15T04:55:00.000-07:00Oh, Dee, for this kid from the Phila. 'burbs, you may have just let out the secret to heaven.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09684838805174960356noreply@blogger.com