Joy the Baker

I really did have the best intentions this Sunday.  I had a whole list of tasks I wanted to accomplish from unpacking my travel luggage to, you know… organizing my belt drawer and other such Sunday tasks.  The best of intentions, really.  Truth is I spent much of the day melting white chocolate, dipping pretzels in white chocolate, and standing in the kitchen eating melted white chocolate with a spoon… I was staring at the wall eating melted chocolate with a spoon(!!!!).

If I could hide these dipped pretzels from myself, I would.  Be warned/send help.

Even a simple recipe deserves some pretty pictures.

Pretzel assembly is allowed to be haphazard.  You’re also allowed to munch… added bonus.

White chocolate chunks are placed in a heatproof bowl to ready them for double-boiler melting.

Pretzels are in the mix.

Sprinkles are totally necessary.  I chose a black nonpariel sprinkle.  Black and white is the theme we’re going for.  Instead of sprinkles you might consider dipping your pretzels into a crumbled chocolate cookie.  Yea… cookie dipped pretzels.  Go there.

This is the melted white chocolate I ate with a spoon.  Admitting this fact helps my mind (not my thighs).

Pretty in the process.  I really enjoy this part.

After dipping I like to shock the chocolate into hardening by placing them in the freezer.  Once they’re hardened, I wrap the pretzels then place them back in the freezer.  I then sit at my desk, answer emails, and try to forget the amazing chocolate goodness in the next room.  These things are a gateway drug, for real.

These mostly sweet and slightly salty treats are totally classy.  Arrange them in bags with a pretty ribbon to tie, or serve them off a cookie sheet, straight from the freezer at your Oscar Party next weekend.  Whatever you do, try not to be left home alone with these pretzels.  Will power is such a punk.