Garlic Knots


Last week, a friend of mine asked me if I had any pictures of garlic knots on my website. Yes, yes, I do!
Only….. That’s a garlic braid, actually. I was quite confused when she started talking about looking for garlic knot photos on Allrecipes if I didn’t have one, and it’s really not the right time of year for digging and braiding garlic anyway. I finally understood that she meant garlic knot bread rolls. No, I don’t have any pictures of that! So I made some. Twice in the past week. And yet still only have a photo of them unbaked.

Because they disappear too fast after they’re baked.

But anyway–they’re really simple. Just roll out any bread dough into a rectangle, smear on softened butter mixed with garlic salt, cut in strips, then tie the strips, tucking the ends under. Sprinkle the tops with salt. Bake as usual. These rolls are so deliciously buttery, you don’t need any added butter.

Just watch out. They disappear!

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Posted by Suzanne McMinn on May 5, 2015  

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  1. 5-5

    I am so happy to see this post, I saw them being made on a cooking show last week and wanted to try to make them myself—thank you.

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