Hello, everybody! Let me first preface this post by saying, I hate pretzels. I.Hate.Pretzels. Just not a fan. Cardboard with salt? No thank you, I’ll pass. Unless they are dipped in chocolate or coated in an obscene amount of flavoring I will not reach for them. Actually no, I take that back. I remember recently being at a social gathering where there were other humans present, most of whom I did not know. After about 45 minutes I looked down to realize that I had subconsciously eaten almost an entire bowl of pretzels. It was a LARGE bowl. Apparently, I would rather awkwardly sit and eat a disgusting amount of food that I despise than actually engage in human interaction. Pretty sure we have all been there at one point. Right?… Right? Don’t even get me started on soft pretzels. (Insert gag noise here). Even having to endure the smell of them when walking by the kiosk in the mall makes me cringe. Yes, perhaps I am being a tad dramatic. I just don’t like them.