Pretzels were Bill's request for dinner. The boys and I gave it our best shot. They looked like soft pretzels, they smelled like pretzels, Bill's review "they don't taste like any pretzel I have ever had, but they're not bad."
Sunday, April 21, 2013
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1 comment:
I'm impressed. They look like pretzels. I don't know any woman who had tried to make as many fresh things as u have. U gooooo girl!!
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