Since I am still pretty sick with this cold, all our plans were cancelled for Mother’s Day. This means I don’t get to see our son and daughter-in-law or our grandkids, or sip mimosas, and open lots of cards. So that is all pretty sad. But I do have John and our daughter who lives with us to make the day a little brighter. And what way to make the day brighter than freshly baked pretzel rolls made by our super-baker daughter!
To me baking is a mysterious art. An art that I have never mastered. I am very impressed with these rolls which rose overnight in the refrigerator, boiled in a baking soda bath, and then baked to a deep brown in the oven. They taste great (I have eaten three already) and I know they are filled with love.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms, grandmoms, doting aunties, Dad-moms, and anyone who has helped to love and raise a child in their lives.