Since a kid I loved dipping them,
In warm mustard or cheese,
When riding with dad I begged,
Can we stop & get some please…?
My stomach now doesn’t seem to of them like,
But still I eat them, they of me out-psych,
I love them when fresh with salt,
Or after a day or so, as long as they are soft…
They bring back memories of childhood,
Just as some foods could,
Wish I wJas able to express that they are so good,
You will just have to try them & let me know,
I hope you will do so, I really think you should…
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Love and peace to you,
Regis
Always,
Deborah
always stop by the pretzel stand at any mall
Thanks Ed for the Memories
Peace be with you
William
I remember when my niece moved back to her childhood home near Philadelphia, remarking, “Can't wait to get some of that Philly cheese steak!” She left there for Fort Worth after a few years, having put several pounds on her previously knockout slim body.
Ron
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Philly soft pretzels.. mmmm! cute poem to memories...
I've not eaten one but they sure sound yummy!
Lady Mary Ann
About a foot long. Braided. Dipped in hot Cheese. YUM !
Some nites I get the CRAB Pretzel. Smothered in hot crab dip.
With cheese n Old Bay Seasoning. DOUBLE YUM!
IN Malls down here we have AUNT ANNIES PRETZELS.
Always get 2. Plus 2 Hot Dogs wrapped in zel dough!
Sometimes even Zel Pepperoni Pizza. TO DIE FOR !!!
HAPPY CARBS BUNKY !!!