Would you like to hear a funny story? When I was very little, I think about 4 years old, my Mom and Dad, along with my grandma, took me to church.
We used to go almost every Sunday. I don’t remember that much from those times, except that the church ceiling was so high up I would feel very small when I looked up. But there is this one time that I remember particularly well. We were sitting behind another family and they had a son about the same age as I was. Or so I thought; at least he looked about the same height I was.
He would peek in between the seats and when he noticed me, he offered me something. He had a little bag of pretzels with him – don’t ask me why, I know my parents would have never let me take snacks or treats to the church. But he had them, and he shared them with me. He never said a word to me, and I never spoke to him (I was a very shy kid) but he kept looking at me and offering me more pretzels. There was something special about that moment and even today, whenever I buy a bag of pretzels, I remember that little boy.
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Quick tip: This recipe take about an 1 1/2 hours from start to finish, and yields a 10-inch tart.