Christmas treats...

You may have seen this same kind of entry last year, so this may not be such an interesting entry.  But I just wanted you to see that the two happy elves from McCartyville Road were busy this year getting our pretzel treats made.  Last year's entry only showed the finished product, so just wanted you to know who really made these delicious Christmas tantalizers.

I had to check the camera to see if the timer would work and focus correctly.

Now that that was done, I brought in my beautiful, happy assistant.  She handles all the cholcoate because there probably wouldn't be any left for the pretzels if I had landed that job.  I, on the other hand, am the "Keeper of the Sprinkles" (that's because they don't taste good by themselves and turn your tongue different colors if you try to eat them).  I've been told this is a pretty important job!!

 

This really is a fun project and isn't that hard.  I gave up all the hard jobs a long time ago!  One thing, though, that is somewhat exacting is trying to get all the sprinkles on the pretzel and not all over the counter, the floor, behind the counter things, and so on.  Also, those little rascals are hard to sweep up afterwards.  You go after them with the broom and if you are too aggressive, they go flying all over the floor and you don't know where they all went until you see Bailey trying to lick them up.

Here are the finished products, in the drying chamber, awaiting inspection.  I also used to be in charge of taste testing  a select few to insure quality control, but got fired for testing too many!  So now we have no quality control, but then again we also haven't heard of any dissatisfied customers either.  They probably don't last that long.

We've been doing this for a number of years now, and each time we learn a little bit and improve the product.  All the little guys (and even their dads) around the neighborhood seem real happy to get them, and we really have fun doing it.

Gifts of time and love are surely the basic ingredients of a truly merry Christmas.  (Peg Bracken)

Hooah