The Menorah with the three candles lit
The potato sludge
Me fryin with the awesome wrench handle
Jamie throwin' em down
Cooking
The latkes....nice and greasy
Yesterday was Day Two of Hanukkah and what better to celebrate than with some Jewish friends and Potato Latkes. Last night my friend Jamie invited me over to a little dinner party with others to just hang out and make Traditional Potato Latkes. Latkes are traditionally eaten by Ashkenazi Jews and other people who are hungry during the Jewish Hanukkah festival. The oil for cooking the latkes is reminiscent of the oil from the Hanukkah story that kept the Second Temple of ancient Israel lit with a long-lasting flame that is celebrated as a miracle. (And let me just tell you, we used about 2/3 of a large bottle olive oil in making them. Jamie kept saying, “It’s all in the oil, it’s all in the oil.”) Potato latkes or pancakes are shallow-fried pancakes of grated potato, flour and egg, often flavored with grated onion or garlic and seasoning. They may be topped with a variety of condiments, ranging from the savory (such as sour cream) to the sweet (such as applesauce), or they may be served ungarnished.
When it comes to events of food culture and tradition, I get really excited cause I love it and nutrition gladly goes out the window for me. I was happy to attend, although it would have been a bit more enjoyable if I still wasn’t a little under the weather and my stomach a little sensitive. All that oil didn’t really agree with me later and I’m glad I passed on the wine because the combo would probably have been worse. My dad would have probably just told me to take a shot of blackberry brandy and it would all be good ;)
When I got there after work, Jamie and her boyfriend Eric had already shredded the batch of potatoes and mixed the ingredients. I took over frying which I haven’t done FOREVER. We were using all the tools in the kitchen including a big wrench since the pan we had didn’t have a handle. It was awesome ;) Three candles on the Menorah were lit as Jamie and Rachel sang a little prayer. Then we visited, ate latkes, had drinks (water for me) and I learned a few things about Jewish tradition, all the while, reeking of fried food ;)
When it comes to events of food culture and tradition, I get really excited cause I love it and nutrition gladly goes out the window for me. I was happy to attend, although it would have been a bit more enjoyable if I still wasn’t a little under the weather and my stomach a little sensitive. All that oil didn’t really agree with me later and I’m glad I passed on the wine because the combo would probably have been worse. My dad would have probably just told me to take a shot of blackberry brandy and it would all be good ;)
When I got there after work, Jamie and her boyfriend Eric had already shredded the batch of potatoes and mixed the ingredients. I took over frying which I haven’t done FOREVER. We were using all the tools in the kitchen including a big wrench since the pan we had didn’t have a handle. It was awesome ;) Three candles on the Menorah were lit as Jamie and Rachel sang a little prayer. Then we visited, ate latkes, had drinks (water for me) and I learned a few things about Jewish tradition, all the while, reeking of fried food ;)
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