Return the dough to the bowl, cover with plastic wrap and sit in a warm place for approximately 50 to 55 minutes or until the dough has doubled in size. Remove the dough from the bowl, scrape the bowl clean and then oil it well with vegetable oil. Change to medium speed and knead until the dough is smooth and pulls away from the side of the bowl, approximately 4 to 5 minutes. Reserve a small amount and add as needed for a soft dough) and butter and, using the dough hook attachment, mix on low speed until well combined.
Add the flour (tip: don’t add all the flour at once, just in case you don’t need it all. Allow to sit for 5 minutes or until the mixture begins to foam. Combine the water, sugar and kosher salt in the bowl of a stand mixer and sprinkle the yeast on top.Follow the same baking process and then make a “dip” (aka frosting) for dunking. Instead of forming those ropes into pretzels, just slice them into 1-2 inch pieces. They’re quicker, easier, and more fun to eat. All that being said, I very rarely make these in big pretzel shapes. The outsides have that slightly tangy chew and the insides are so tender and soft. You must, must eat at least one (and possibly all) while they’re still warm. After they cook up golden brown I like to brush them with melted butter.Īnnnnd then dump them in a big bowl of cinnamon-sugar. The pretzels go straight from the water to a baking sheet where you can give them a little brush of egg wash and, if you’re going to leave them plain, a sprinkle of salt. It doesn’t take long at all to fill up a pot of water and bring it to a boil, so don’t skip that step (you know, like I apparently skipped the pictures of it…) I’ve changed my ways after realizing that boiling step is what gives the pretzels not only their signature flavor, but also that perfect chew. Traditionally pretzels are given a quick boil in baking soda water, and it might sound like a hassle that you just want to skip over. One step I admit I’ve skipped in the past is the boiling step. I’ll show you another shaping option down below. I kept my dough possibly a little too soft which made it hard to shape! Don’t worry though, they don’t have to be pretty to taste amazing. I should post a photo of my out-takes, they were sort of hilarious. Creating a pretzel shape isn’t complicated,īut don’t feel bad if it takes a few tries to get it right. Obviously you can make traditional pretzels. That’s all! You’ll mix and knead and then let the dough rise until it’s nice and puffed. When the yeast is ready, add some all-purpose flour and melted butter. Remember, if your yeast doesn’t foam- it’s better to start over now, then ruin a whole batch of pretzels! It’s a perfect weekend baking project, so have fun! Start by combining warm water, yeast, some sugar, and some salt in a bowl and let it sit until it gets foamy. These actually require very few ingredients and the payoff is huge. My husband suggested we make them at home, so here we are. Any sane person would stop that habit right away, but not me. Which means they’re covered in gobs of cinnamon sugar. And of course I’m super smart and let their first discovery of the soft and chewy carb dream be bite-sized ones covered in gobs of cinnamon sugar so now that’s the only kind they want. Fields is a regular on our route, until recently when my kids discovered the pretzel shop. Partly for nostalgia purposes and partly to keep their little hands and minds occupied in the stroller for more than 4 minutes so I can walk them into a store without them destroying it. And when I do, we always stop for a treat. I can’t remember a single mall trip when we didn’t take a break for either a cookie (we both always chose White Chocolate Macadamia Nut) or a Cinnabon Cinnamon roll (always with extra frosting!) Taking my own children to the mall with me is something I try to avoid at all costs, but sometimes it’s inevitable. I think it had less to do with the layout of the stores we were going to and more to do with the fact that it was the closest entrance to Mrs. It seems like we were always there doing something or other and even with my toddler-sized memories I can still recall the exact section of the parking garage we always parked in. I have vivid memories from my childhood of running errands with my Mom, often at Bellevue Square Mall (oh how I miss that mall!) in my hometown.
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