I like the soft pretzels best. They're not easy to come by here.
There was a stand in Leicester station, and I always treated myself to one when I got back from seeing the Evil Ex. Because he paid for my train fare and taxi home. I had a pretzel with cheese and walked.
I have no objection to any pretzel as long as it isn't flavoured or covered in choc. Give me savoury or give me death. Or something like that.
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