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500 Latkes

December 11, 2015

Frozen latkes have gotten me through bleak Chanukah seasons of years past. If I recall correctly, one year I couldn’t even get those and had to resort to hash brown patties. I thought it was a clever substitution, but they really just aren’t the same.

This year, I’m having none of it.

On the third night of Chanukah, I made some non traditional latkes at home. On the fifth night, the kids and I went over to Silly Goose Farm for Deanna Fox’s version which totally blew mine out of the water. On the sixth night it’s off to Congregation Gates of Heaven for its annual latke dinner. Mona Golub supervises the brigade, and she does an incredible job. On the seventh night we have yet another latke party with some more friends in Albany.

If you were keeping count, that’s four nights of latkes. The holiday is eight nights, so in baseball terms, I’m batting 500. And that’s just for latkes. Of course there is other fried food involved too.

Now, I think I’ve realized something.

Perhaps it’s a little bit much on the latke front. Because here’s the thing that might not be immediately apparent. Eating latkes doesn’t mean eating one or two disks of potato and onion batter fried in oil. No. Eating latkes means sitting down to a platter of potato pancakes, lathering them up with sour cream, and scarfing down as many as humanly possible before they’re too cold to enjoy.

The first night of that is a ton of fun. The second night is also quite fun, but then at the end, you start having regrets. I’m slowing down, and i may have to approach the next two events with an uncharacteristic level of moderation.

Speaking of fried Chanukah foods, a little birdie told me that Cider Belly is making their own version of sufganyot. I haven’t tried them, but I hear they are quite popular. So call ahead or plan to get there early.

All of this ends on Sunday night. After that, all the fried foods I’m going to eat can no longer be written off as a religious observance. But maybe I can tack one extra day onto the holiday. Monday night I’ve got a date with a deep fried hamburger.

Look, you can’t stop eating fried foods cold-turkey. That’s a recipe for disaster.

4 Comments leave one →
  1. December 11, 2015 11:15 am

    Park Side Eatery makes some kick ass latkes. They’re not the traditional barely held together shredded potato version, these are the size of pancakes and the potatoes likely get pulsed in the food processor a bit. They still have texture but they’re more tender. Either way, they are so big that one should be sufficient but I always get two for breakfast and then order eggs so I can pretend I am not just eating latkes for breakfast. You should try them some time.

  2. December 11, 2015 11:15 am

    And Happy Chanukah!

  3. December 11, 2015 7:35 pm

    I read this after I saw your post this morning. Fascinating. http://www.theatlantic.com/entertainment/archive/2015/12/the-great-latke-lie/420018/?utm_source=SFFB

    • Bob W. permalink
      December 14, 2015 11:29 am

      That was a good read — thanks for sharing the link.

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