Monday, December 17, 2007
Pimp My Parisian Pletzel
Yesterday was cold and nasty.
I nestled down with my crochet, and decided that I would not leave the apartment for anything; Barring fire and/or life threatening circumstances, of course.
Well, this became a problem when addROC and I got hungry.
Other than some leftovers, which we did perchance to munch, we were kinda stuck.
So, instead of listening to our bellies growl, I pulled out the flour, yeast, eggs, and oil and got to kneading me some special dough.
Yes, Parisian Pletzel, or Jewish Onion Rolls, were suddenly on the menu.
So, I sprinkled the onion like a Christmas (Chanukah?) fairy...and did some badass bakin'.
Oh-so soft, warm, and delicious.
I may be a Goy, but, I can still cook bread for a Kosher occasion.
Praise be to the Gods, whoever they may be, for pimpin' my Pletzel...a yummy snack, without leaving the homestead!
Now, we ALL can say Amen to that!