My Ode to Joy-Beer Pretzels
As you can probably guess, the name I use is a nod to my German heritage. My grandmother's family was German, but it begs the question, what kind of Germans were we? Were we the good Germans? Were we the kind that just wanted to drink beer, listen to Beethoven, and not kill everyone? In the last few years, I have found myself reacquainted with the beer culture that I had grown up with. I have always felt that this is a world of joyous camaraderie. The people aren't petty or bias. Brewers usually let their beer speak for itself. Despite personal differences, there's always a hearty congratulations when someone has made something truly special. For this post, I made beer pretzels using The Hunter Oktoberfest from Lost Forty Brewing . This isn’t so much of a challenge, but food for thought; pun intended. I found the recipe on one of my favorite food blogs, Half Baked Harvest . Sadly, we did not make the chipotle queso. I say “we” because this time, my boyfriend joined me. J