In some relationships, love is expressed via the giving of flowers or expensive jewelry. In my relationship, I wake up to texts from John saying he left me a present on my camera, and I see this:
Salami and egg omelette on a pretzel! So glad we understand each . . . → Read More: He Loves Me
Last weekend I had the good fortune of spending time with my closest grad school friends (Hi! I miss you already!). It was exactly what I needed. Catching up over bottles of wine, delicious food, more hugs than I can count. I’m incredibly lucky to have such wonderful people in my life that are such a short distance from NY.
While Northampton, MA has many fine food establishments — no really, for a small city, it’s not bad — one of my favorite local hangouts is The Dirty Truth. It’s a beer hall, and a good one at that, but given that I don’t drink beer, I refer to it as my favorite place for wine downtown. I’ll be posting about the a-mazing brunch I had there last Sunday, but for now, let me just tell you about their pretzels.
They are soft, they are dense, and they are huge. And covered with salt. Did I mention that? That would typically be my favorite part of a pretzel, but at Dirty (as I affectionately call it), the best part is the accompanying wasabi mustard dip. The menu description gives fair warning that this dip is h-o-t spicy, and it is fabulous.
As soon as I got back to the city, I decided I was going to try and recreate the pretzels and dip. After scouring the internet, I found a recipe that looked good, and off I went!
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