Three batches of Latkes, over two different days. My clothes are clean now but the apartment continues to smell a bit from the frying process. You notice the products from each batch. The paper towels they rest on are filled with the oil that has come through. Too bad more remains to clog arteries. Sure, I made them for my family celebration, but I don’t support them. I ate a few to test each batch, but I didn’t enjoy the feeling once they were digested.
There was a time we all ate fried foods regularly, but who does that now? Not I.
Anyway, it was fun taking up the challenge, putting out the call for favorite recipes and then messing up my kitchen, cleaning it, messing it again and watching Tuvia eat some from his batch, #3, the one without onions. He loved them and the attention.
Our family celebration is scheduled for Sunday, for the first night of Chanukah and the way it looks today with the snow here and more planned for Sunday, that we will need to reschedule. Oh well… All three batches are in the freezer waiting for their moment back in the sun. Let’s hope it’s soon.