Or, should I say, happy heartburn-holiday.
Meryl has a virtual menorah. So I give you virtual latkes. Made by my mom. They taste even better than they look.
And Merry Christmas to all my Christian readers.
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I’d kill for one of those right now. If there is one think that I can’t stand in Israel is that instead of latkes, the custom is to make what is supposed to be jelly doughnuts but in reality is a flour balls soaked in oil with a squirt of jelly.
Hmmm, potato latkes…
12:25PM Just cleaned up the kitchen after the latka orgy. If I don’t see another grated potato for a while…
hey, where’s the pepto bismol when you need it?
looks good, but painful.
I hear you Dan. Don’t want to see another Turkey until next Thanksgiving. Those latkes look yummy though…lol.