Rolo Pretzel Treats are perfect for that last minute, I am in a hurry treat. Rolo pretzel treats are sweet and salty at the same time. Kids all love them and adults do too. I love how easy Rolo pretzel treats are to make. The hardest part is lining them up on the pan.
I made Rolo pretzel treats for my little scout group today and before I knew it, they were all gone. I was glad that the kids enjoyed them. We do not want a treat that the kids do not want. And I was happy because I have been trying to get my Christmas finished up and this treat was just what I needed.
I had a neighbor bring me some Rolo pretzel treats last year and I thought to myself, I am going to make some of those yummy Rolo pretzel treats and so I did. I know that you can also make them with Hershey kisses or hugs, but I really enjoy the Rolos.
Here is another Christmas Story.
Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow. Bobby didn’t wear boots; he didn’t like them and he didn’t own a pair anyway. The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold. Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour already. And try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother’s Christmas gift. He shook his head as he thought, “This is useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I don’t have any money to spend”.
Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, the family of five had struggled. It wasn’t because his mother didn’t care or try. There just never seemed to be enough. She worked nights at the hospital, but the small wage she was earning could only be stretched so far. What the family lacked in money and material things, they more than made up for in love and family unity. Bobby had three sisters, who ran the household in their mother’s absence. His sisters had already made beautiful gifts for their mother. Somehow it just wasn’t fair. Here it was Christmas Eve already and he had nothing.
Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow and started to walk down the street where the shops and stores were. It wasn’t easy being six without a father, especially when he needed a man to talk to. Bobby walked from shop to shop looking into each decorated window. Everything seemed so beautiful and so out of reach.
It was starting to get dark and Bobby reluctantly turned to walk home when suddenly his eyes caught the glimmer of the setting sun’s rays reflecting off of something along the curb. He reached down and discovered a shiny dime. Never before had anyone felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that moment. As he held his new found treasure, a warmth spread throughout his entire body and he walked into the first store he saw. His excitement quickly turned cold when the salesperson told him he couldn’t buy anything with a dime.
He noticed a flower shop and went inside to wait in line. When the shop owner asked if he could help him, Bobby presented the dime and asked if he could buy one flower for his mother’s Christmas gift. The Shop owner looked at Bobby and his ten cent offering. Then he put his hand on Bobby’s shoulder and said to him, “You just wait here and I’ll see what I can do for you”. As Bobby waited, he looked at the beautiful flowers, and even though he was a boy, he could see why mothers and girls liked flowers. The sound of the door closing as the last customer left jolted Bobby back to reality.
All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel afraid. Suddenly the shop owner came out and moved to the counter. There, before Bobby’s eyes, lay twelve long-stemmed, red roses with leaves of green and tiny white flowers all tied together with a big silver bow. Bobby’s heart sank as the owner picked them up and placed them neatly into a long white box.
“That will be ten cents young man”, the shop owner said, reaching out his hand for the dime. Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give the man his dime. Could this be true? NO one else would give him a thing for his dime!
Sensing the boy’s reluctance, the shop owner added, “I just happened to have some roses on sale for ten cents a dozen. Would you like to buy them”? This time Bobby did not hesitate and when the man placed the long box into his hands, he knew it was true. Walking out the door, as the shop owner held the door open for Bobby, he heard the shopkeeper say, “Merry Christmas, Son”.
As the shop owner returned inside, his wife waled out. “Who were you talking to back there and where are the roses you were fixing”? she asked.
Staring out the window and blinking the tears from his own eyes, he replied, “A strange thing happened to me this morning. While I was setting up things to open the shop, I thought I heard a voice telling me to set aside a dozen of my best roses for a special gift. I wasn’t sure at the time whether I had lost my mind or what, but I set them aside anyway. Then, just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into the shop and wanted to buy a flower for his mother with one small dime. When I looked at him, I saw myself, many years ago. I too, was a poor boy with nothing to buy my mother a Christmas gift with. A bearded man, whom I never knew, stopped me on the street and told me he wanted to give me ten dollars. When I saw that little boy tonight, I knew who that voice was and I put together a dozen of my very best roses”.
The shop owner and his wife hugged each other tightly and as they stepped out into the bitter cold air, the snow somehow didn’t feel that cold at all.
Have a very Merry Christmas! And if you need any last minute treats, make some pretzels and Rolo Treats.
Tips and tricks:
1- You could replace the Rolos with Hershey kisses or hugs.
2- It takes less time if you unwrap all of the Rolos that you are going to use in the Rolo Pretzel Treats, at once.