If you ask me, perfection is a love hate word.
I struggle with trying to be as perfect as I can be on a daily basis, which is just stupid since I am far from perfect. Far, far, far from perfect. But day in and day out I wake up every morning and try again. Try again till I just can’t try anymore. Most of the time I am pretty happy with the outcome of my day and things workout fairly decent, but then there are those days.
I have a feeling you know what THOSE days are.
The days when no matter how hard you try to get the outcome you want so badly, it is just not going to happen and for me that can be just a tad devastating. The craziness in me makes me get up and do it all over again, but really when will I learn that perfect it just never going to be possible.
Sure, I might be able to get close, but if I am being totally honest I am pretty sure I will never be one hundred percent happy with the work I produce.
Mom, says it is something that will come with age. I am hoping she is right, but she and I run completely different. So I am not holding my breath on this one.
With pretty much everything I do, I put my whole heart into it. I give it my all.
Some would say this is a good trait and to a point it totally is. Actually, it is the one characteristic about myself that I truly love. If it is something I truly care about. I will not give up until I meet my end goal. I get this from both of my parents, so the gene is pretty well imbedded in me.
I am not complaining in the least.
What I need to learn though is that not every photo I take, not every word I write, not every dish I make, not every decision I make and not every move I make can be just the way I want it to be. Like my dad says “Tieg, it is just not possible to be happy with every single thing you do.”.
Easier said (err, typed) than done.
This post is me letting go of my perfectionist just a tad.
See, the pretzels themselves are perfection. Seriously, they are and I know that for sure.
The photos however are definitely not some of my favorites.
I know they are not terrible, but I’m just not that excited about them. I did my best, but the pretzels, while extremely amazing in every way, are just not very photogenic.
And I am just going to except that.
I tried, but I just could not make them prettier.
Oh well, I am over it. I have decided that some of the best foods are just ugly ones.
I mean, practically everything that comes out of the crockpot is ugly (but delicious): steak, mushrooms (LOVE) and um meatloaf (not my favorite – but my eldest brother loves it). Yeah, ugly foods, but they are all so good.
Can we just talk about how good these are now?
Great. I have been dying to tell you about these for too long. The idea came to me over two weeks ago and I have not stopped thinking about them since. Soft pretzels stuffed with cookies? What could be better?
Originally I was going to make some caramel or chocolate sauce for dipping, but then I tried them and knew that nothing was needed to make these any better than they already are.
And yes, you have to eat them warm.
Ok, you do not have to, but you should. Preferably with a nice cold glass of milk.
As you can see, the cookie dough is going to ooze out a little. Do not freak, it is fine and delicious.
Remember, not everything can be perfect (see, I’m convincing myself). So they will ooze… slightly, but trust me, it is a good thing.
Believe it or not these are actually super simple to make. The pretzel dough is incredibly easy to work with and all you are doing is stuffing in some chocolate chip cookie dough. There is not even any boiling required. I tried, but the pretzels just fell apart, so instead they get dunked into warm water that you are going to add some baking soda to. I was nervous about not boiling the pretzels, but the dipping worked perfectly and I could not have been happier with the taste. Spot on.
Everyone, and I mean everyone, in my house fell head over heels for these.
That never happens, so you know these are good.
I just can’t even handle it, in their own way, these are perfect.