Pretzel Rolls

Pretzel Rolls could be just the lacto ovo vegetarian recipe you've been looking for. This recipe serves 8. One portion of this dish contains about 10g of protein, 8g of fat, and a total of 320 calories. For 30 cents per serving, this recipe covers 8% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. 27 people were impressed by this recipe. Head to the store and pick up kosher salt, unbleached flour, unsalted butter, and a few other things to make it today. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes about 2 hours and 40 minutes. It is brought to you by So How's it Taste. All things considered, we decided this recipe deserves a spoonacular score of 28%. This score is rather bad. Similar recipes are Bretzel Rolls (Bavarian Pretzel Sandwich Rolls), Pretzel Rolls, and Pretzel Rolls.

Servings: 8

Preparation duration: 140 minutes

Cooking duration: 20 minutes

 

Ingredients:

2 1/4 tsp. (or 1 packet) active dry yeast (not instant rise yeast)

1/4 cup baking soda

1 egg, lightly beaten

2 tsp. Kosher salt

2 tsp. sugar

4 1/2 cups unbleached all-purpose flour

4 tbsp. unsalted butter, melted

1 1/2 cup warm water (110°F)

Equipment:

stand mixer

plastic wrap

baking paper

frying pan

baking sheet

sauce pan

oven

slotted spoon

pastry brush

knife

Cooking instruction summary:

1. Using a stand mixer fitted with the dough hook attachment, add water, yeast, and sugar. Stir and let rest 5-10 minutes until slightly foamy.2. Add flour, salt, and melted butter and mix using the dough hook until well combined. Cover with plastic wrap or a towel and allow to rise in a warm place for 1 hour or until doubled in size. Punch the dough down and turn it onto a lightly floured surface.3. Line 1 large sheet pan with parchment paper and set aside. Cut the dough into 8 even pieces. Form the dough into a round, smooth ball by pulling the sides to the center and pinching to seal. Gently cup your hands around the dough ball, rotating in small circles and lightly rolling the ball around the palm of your hand.4. Place the ball on the prepared baking sheet, pinched side down, with at least 1 inch between each roll. Cover with plastic wrap or a towel and allow to rest in a warm place for 30 minutes until they rise and double.5. Preheat oven to 425F and place oven rack in the middle position. In a large saucepan, bring 2 quarts of water to a low boil. Remove from heat and slowly add the baking soda (sprinkle a little at a time so the water doesn't boil over). Place saucepan back on heat and lower to a simmer.6. Place 2 to 3 rolls at a time into the poaching liquid, seam side down. Poach for 30 seconds and then carefully turn the rolls over and poach for another 30 seconds. Remove with a slotted spoon to the same prepared sheet pan, seam side down. Repeat with the remaining rolls.7. Using a pastry brush, brush each roll with the beaten egg, making sure to coat all sides completely. Sprinkle each roll with a Kosher salt. Using a very sharp straight-edged knife, cut two slashes or an X shape in the top of each roll. Bake rolls for 15-20 minutes or until dark brown on top.

 

Step by step:


1. Using a stand mixer fitted with the dough hook attachment, add water, yeast, and sugar. Stir and let rest 5-10 minutes until slightly foamy.

2. Add flour, salt, and melted butter and mix using the dough hook until well combined. Cover with plastic wrap or a towel and allow to rise in a warm place for 1 hour or until doubled in size. Punch the dough down and turn it onto a lightly floured surface.

3. Line 1 large sheet pan with parchment paper and set aside.

4. Cut the dough into 8 even pieces. Form the dough into a round, smooth ball by pulling the sides to the center and pinching to seal. Gently cup your hands around the dough ball, rotating in small circles and lightly rolling the ball around the palm of your hand.

5. Place the ball on the prepared baking sheet, pinched side down, with at least 1 inch between each roll. Cover with plastic wrap or a towel and allow to rest in a warm place for 30 minutes until they rise and double.

6. Preheat oven to 425F and place oven rack in the middle position. In a large saucepan, bring 2 quarts of water to a low boil.

7. Remove from heat and slowly add the baking soda (sprinkle a little at a time so the water doesn't boil over).

8. Place saucepan back on heat and lower to a simmer.

9. Place 2 to 3 rolls at a time into the poaching liquid, seam side down. Poach for 30 seconds and then carefully turn the rolls over and poach for another 30 seconds.

10. Remove with a slotted spoon to the same prepared sheet pan, seam side down. Repeat with the remaining rolls.

11. Using a pastry brush, brush each roll with the beaten egg, making sure to coat all sides completely. Sprinkle each roll with a Kosher salt. Using a very sharp straight-edged knife, cut two slashes or an X shape in the top of each roll.

12. Bake rolls for 15-20 minutes or until dark brown on top.


Nutrition Information:

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320k Calories
9g Protein
7g Total Fat
52g Carbs
2% Health Score
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Calories
320k
16%

Fat
7g
12%

  Saturated Fat
4g
25%

Carbohydrates
52g
18%

  Sugar
1g
1%

Cholesterol
35mg
12%

Sodium
1620mg
70%

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Protein
9g
19%

Selenium
29µg
43%

Manganese
0.56mg
28%

Folate
52µg
13%

Vitamin B1
0.18mg
12%

Phosphorus
87mg
9%

Fiber
1g
8%

Copper
0.15mg
7%

Vitamin B2
0.11mg
7%

Vitamin B3
1mg
6%

Vitamin B5
0.55mg
6%

Zinc
0.77mg
5%

Magnesium
19mg
5%

Iron
0.76mg
4%

Vitamin A
208IU
4%

Vitamin E
0.5mg
3%

Vitamin B6
0.05mg
3%

Potassium
90mg
3%

Calcium
17mg
2%

Vitamin D
0.22µg
1%

Vitamin B12
0.06µg
1%

covered percent of daily need
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Copyright 1999 W. Bruce Cameron Every Wednesday morning for the past nine years, my wife has interrupted the usual flow of chaos by shrieking, "oh my gosh, it's trash day!" The children, all three of whom are in various stages of school preparation, react to this statement as if she has just spoken Romanian, stopping and staring at her in numb incomprehension. "Hurry!" my wife urges them. Being obedient children, they immediately proceed to hurry. However, with no specific instructions beyond that, they don't seem to be hurrying to do anything in particular--certainly, trash collection is in no way involved. They bump into each other in the hallway a lot, shouting at each other to "get out of the way!" "Gather up all the garbage!" my wife and I command. The kids respond by forming a committee to debate the fairness of this directive. After a brief discussion, they reach the consensus that everyone should be held responsible for his or her "own" junk. As corollary to this absurd principle, they initiate an anthropologic study into the contents of each receptacle. For example, since the parents cook, most of the trash under the sink is "theirs." My oldest daughter haughtily declares that she "never" throws anything away. My son, checking through the downstairs trash can to gather evidence that he's not accountable for that one, begins to feel remorse over some of the things he's discarded, and starts pulling items out. "We're running late!" my wife warns. This could be our Official Family Motto. I recently purchased a shredder for my confidential documents, only to discover I don't have any confidential documents. However, a fifteen-year-old girl's entire life is cause for secrecy, and I can hear her using the device now, grinding up correspondence from her friends in school. "We don't have time for that!" I tell her. A few minutes later, my son joins her and begins shredding what sounds like a potato. The school bus chugs by, and I pick up the phone to call the attendance line. "For absences, press 1," the recording tells me. "For late arrivals, press 2. If you're the Camerons calling because it's trash day, press 3." "We're pigs," my oldest daughter announces. I regard her warily. "We throw away too much stuff." "It would be better just to dump it all on the floor in your bedroom like you do," I agree. Despite my expectations, a single garbage can has now found its way to the curb. My son places it in the center of the driveway, so that no one will be able to drive to work. A gusty wind blows an empty milk jug out of the container and into the woods. My boy responds with the reflexes of a glacier, watching the carton bounce away. I open the door. "Hey!" I tell him. "Go get that!" He stares at me blankly. "The milk jug!" I yell. "Oh, okay, Dad!" he responds cheerfully. Having seen his bus pass by has put him in a euphoric mood. He picks up a second plastic milk container and, to my amazement, tosses it into the wind, jubilantly clapping his hands as it flies into the trees. "Why did you do that?" I shriek. "Well it seemed like a waste of time to go after just one!" he responds logically. He'll make someone a fine husband someday. All week long my children have been denying that the kitchen trash needs to be emptied, jumping up and down on the contents to compress them. As a result, when I drag the plastic container from under the sink, it weighs as much as a collapsed star. I wrestle it to the end of the driveway and the neighborhood dogs trot up to see what the Camerons will have on the breakfast buffet this morning. My daughter is right; we do throw too much stuff away. By the time we're finished, we've dragged so much junk out to the end of my driveway it resembles the inside of my garage. The shredder falls silent and the kids go to school, and what passes for peace at the Cameron house settles over the morning. Until next Wednesday.

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