My favorite, and only reason to go to any American mall these days is Auntie Anne's, so you can imagine my joy when I we picked up a box to make our own at home. Just like anything tho, it turned into a minor disaster with pretzels resembling swollen intestines or a drawer full of tangled power cords. But the one of a kind taste was there and that's all that really matters. Isn't it?
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Those look like the way Ty made them but still yummy!!
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