Showing posts with label pretzel art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pretzel art. Show all posts

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Another instalment of Pretzel Art

Today is Thursday. Thursday usually, if not always, follows Wednesday. Wednesday is Hump Day. My friend L comes over on Wednesdays so we can help each other Over The Hump with the assistance of a great deal of wine. This often leads to playing with our food - pretzels in particular.

You can find our last instalment of Pretzel Art here if you want to get up to speed before moving on to last night's efforts.

So, without further ado, I am delighted to present An Impressionist Collection of Salty Food Shaped into Other Stuff:

How it always seems to start



Spider Pretzel



Kangaroo Pretzel



Strange Prehistoric Animal Wearing Pretzel Frisbee on Head




Froggie Pretzel




Teeny Weeny Boat being tossed about on Sea of Pretzels




Loch Ness Pretzel


Next we're considering another medium. Twiglets. Or possibly frozen peas. So many choices.

STxxx

Sunday, August 23, 2009

These pretzels are making me silly

Wednesday night was silly night. It would appear that if you take 2 women and add several bottles of wine and a bag of pretzels that anything can happen. And did.

It all started with the BatPrezel.


We swiftly moved on to a human sort of figure, however as this ended up verging on pornographic, I will refrain from posting a picture of Man Prezel!

Next came Cat Prezel. We had a spot of trouble controlling Cat Prezel, as he immediately started stalking Bat Pretzel, with intent to consume.


As things get a little fuzzy around the edges in the Post Cat Prezel art phase, I cannot be absolutely positive as to the order of the next few works of Pretzel Art, but here they are.

I'd like you to meet Camel Pretzel. He doesn't make you thirsty.


Then we progressed on to Duck Pretzel and Mousephant Pretzel, the latter being a sort of genetically modified inter-species hybrid. Sounds dodgy, I know, but he was a charming fellow despite his less-than-traditional genetic roots.

I think we may have run out of wine shortly after Duck Pretzel, as the final photo on my phone was as follows:



And that was my Wednesday night!

STxx