Cow Patty Pretzels

Wow, is this blog ever late! This week has been crazy for me. It's the week before finals which means massive catchup PLUS due to someone leaving at the place I work I've been given more hours. (I badly needed them too so wahoo).

Anyways, here is 'this' weeks blog post. I'll try to get the next one up closer to Monday!

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My fiancee and I enjoy cooking together, though it's hard to find the time so a while back I had bought a pretzel making kit, and finally last week we were able to put the time into making it. (Truthfully it wasn't suppose to take that long, only about an hour).

Because it involved yeast I mixed the dough and set it aside myself so we could have fun making the shapes and such later. Sam, my fiancee, was busy with homework herself. (I should have been doing homework but I reached that point where I just couldn't do it anymore!)

So twenty five minutes pass, the dough looked like it nearly doubled in size, a good sign, so we set the table up for us to roll out the dough so we can shape it into the classic pretzel shape.

Only the dough was so sticky that we couldn't shape it. It was runny and just generally not something we could work with.

It was at this point that we realized that I had added about a cup of water too much to the mixture. Needless to say, I was annoyed with myself for a silly mistake.

But my lovely bride to be decided to try and fix it. So we pulled out the flour and she began adding flour like a true chef, without any measuring instrument. But I pointed out that the original mixture was likely more than just flour so we threw in some baking powder and some sugar and even some salt, just in case.

She managed to get the dough to a point where it was moldable, mostly. I didn't exactly have high hopes for the taste of the pretzels so instead of wasting my time trying to make them look like perfect pretzels, I started playing with the dough like it was play-doh.

Due to the elasticity of the dough no matter how hard we tried to shape them they ended up shrinking in on itself and Sam pointed out they looked like cow patties, hence the name Cow Patty Pretzels.

She made herself a Pretzel Person for fun because I made a mention that we could make stick figures out of them (Top Left). Not to be outdone, I made my pretzel person in the traditional design of the Native Americans of the Montana region (Bottom Left). #immaturearchaeology

Without high hopes for the final result of these pretzels we threw them into the oven. Much to my surprise they turned out pretty darn good. So the moral of this story is even if you screw something up, have fun with it and you might get a good story out of it.