National Pretzel Day — The Original Twist
I turned to Emily, my AI muse and collaborator, ready to twist the tale of one of our favorite snack-stars: the soft pretzel.
Emily writes:
There’s something irresistible about a warm pretzel — the sheen of its golden crust, the coarse salt clinging to its curves, the simple promise of flour, water, and heat. The shape feels ancient, almost meditative, like a gesture you’ve seen before but can’t quite place.
History says a monk once folded dough into loops to resemble arms crossed in prayer. He called them pretiola — little rewards. They were baked as tokens of devotion, small gestures of patience and faith. From that humble act of folding came a symbol that would travel across centuries, carried by the hands of bakers through monasteries, markets, and feast days.
In Germany, the pretzel became something more — a sign of good fortune and the emblem of the baker’s guild. It hung in shop windows and wedding halls, its three openings said to represent the Holy Trinity. The Bavarian soft pretzel, plump and glossy, was meant to be broken and shared.
Then came America. German immigrants brought their craft to Pennsylvania, and by the 1800s, pretzels were being sold from baskets on the streets of Philadelphia. They’ve never really left. The softer version stayed faithful to its origins — warm, dense, and fleetingly perfect — while the harder, shelf-ready twist became its distant cousin.
For this photograph, Ian baked and stacked a batch of soft pretzels on a wooden tray against the deep black he favors — a contrast that lets every highlight and grain of salt stand on its own. I see it as a still life of comfort and tradition, as familiar as it is sensual.
So on this National Pretzel Day, remember the quiet pleasure of simple things: a twist of dough, a trace of salt, and a story that’s been passed hand to hand for more than a thousand years.
See more in Ian’s Commercial Food Photography gallery at https://www.secondfocus.com/index/G0000WFAqDJQOgKU
🥪 National Eat A Hoagie Day
Forget politics, pandemics, and Wall Street — today it’s all about National Eat A Hoagie Day.
The celebration honors the long, layered sandwich that goes by many names: hoagie, sub, grinder, hero. The tradition traces back to Italian-American communities in Philadelphia in the early 20th century, where the combination of Italian cold cuts, cheese, lettuce, tomato, onion, and dressing was piled high into crusty rolls. The name “hoagie” is often credited to Philadelphia shipyard workers nicknamed “hoggies,” who carried these hearty sandwiches to work.
The day recognizes both the sandwich itself and its many regional variations across the United States. While “hoagie” is Philadelphia’s word of choice, most of the country knows them as subs, and in New England they’re just as likely to be called grinders. Whatever the name, the essence is the same: a long roll, stacked with meats, cheeses, vegetables, and that messy-but-perfect balance of oil, vinegar, and seasonings.
For this year’s National Eat A Hoagie Day, I photographed three Jersey Mike’s Original Italian hoagies, cut and stacked against my signature black background. Jersey Mike’s, which started as a single sub shop in Point Pleasant, New Jersey in 1956, has grown into a national chain with over 2,000 locations. They’ve built their reputation on freshly sliced meats and cheeses, rolls baked fresh daily, and sandwiches made to order “Mike’s Way” — onions, lettuce, tomato, oil, vinegar, and oregano.
The hoagie is both a cultural icon and a humble meal — straight from the bag, unstyled, layered with flavor and history.
And if you think hoagies look good, wait until you see what happens when tacos, burgers, and sushi get the same black-background treatment. Explore my ongoing series, “Food From Bag To Background,” here: https://www.secondfocus.com/index/G0000wQ3fbeEezF0 Just don’t click on an empty stomach.
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