MINIS!

who needs twenty four pretzel bites?
everybody.
...i mean, c'mon-
what are you?
an A*-hole?
soft pretzels are the hot move in 2019,
and two-bite tasty boys are a perfect addition to the club.
mmhmm.
check 'em:

CUTE!
mini twists, all sea salted and ready to go.
how good do those rich brown outer shells look?
perfection.
the recipe is right here.
the only difference?
cut the risen dough in half,
then in half,
then in half,
then in thirds.
everything else is just more of the same,
in order to get MORE of those precious pretzels.
too much is the right amount, after all.
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and this time, instead of going the traditional route, with busted musty mustard,
or the fancy path to vegan creamchee' with scallions,
or even the seeded butter direction,
i opted to use my head, and my heart, and bulk up with burly peanut butter.
yeah!
creamy natural unsweetened real peanut butts,
with chopped roasted unsalted peanuts,
AND toasted two-tone sesame seed sprankles.
damn, neighbors.
i wasn't sure that the pb prez nug expertism would translate to the soft version.
but it sure as sh!t did,
and the entire experience got turned up to eleven as a result.
did i eat too many?
always.
i HAD to: rules is rules.
i shared some with dylan,
i gave half a dozen to the kids,
and i came home and had three more.
they're just too dang good to abstain or eat responsibly.
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it's windy again.
it rained a whole bunch. again.
i drove all over the state, early and late, again.
at least i've got lots of dots to tattoo later.
but i've got NO idea what i want for dinner.
i guess tacos, right?
i mean, today is that day.
we'll see.
i can't say i'm feelin' it.
also, i hear my clothes are too small.
does that mean my body is getting too big?
or that my dryer is too hot?
or both?
i'm twenty days off of refined sugar,
but i've even enough starch and fruit for that to definitely not matter much.
maybe the future is just fatter?
it's feeling that way around the waist.
i'm not wasting away,
and i'm not wasting time;
never quiet, never soft.....