Blueberry yogurt covered pretzels are my Frienemies.
Darren insisted (ahem) on purchasing these delicious little gems from Fresh Market the other day. Since then I’ve been divvying the pretzels out to the kids two at a time for special treats. Meanwhile I shove my face full of them once they’re in bed.
I’m telling you that these pretzels are the devil. The deliciously addictive devil. They’re just not right.
And while I have no idea how that confession has anything to do with these word letterpress metal blocks from The Cupcake Kid, I’m making the jump. Oh wait, they’re both awesome.
There’s a solid connection.
But don’t eat the letterpress blocks. That would be very, very bad. And don’t eat my pretzels. Also very, very bad.