This recipe brings back every single church potluck from my childhood. Someone always brought strawberry pretzel salad, and it always disappeared first. Sweet, salty, creamy, crunchy — it hits every craving. My mom taught me to make it when I was a teenager, and now it’s one of my go-to’s for family...

This was always on the table at our church potlucks. My mom made it every Easter, every 4th of July, every single family reunion. I used to sneak spoonfuls straight from the fridge — it was like dessert disguised as a “salad.” Now I make it for my own family, and my kids do the exact same thing.