My (fairly religious) aunt introduced me to latkes when I was a kid and it became a lifelong love affair.
I love a good latke, but a bad latke is a very sad thing indeed.
She was (is) a great cook, they were always light and fluffy. Usually we'd have them with applesauce but sometimes she'd make them with a lot of onion and we'd eat them with ketchup.
Ew. I don't know about ketchup. We always have sour cream.
I love my aunt and have very fond memories of oniony, ketchupy latkes but I don't eat ketchup with my potatos anymore lol.
In my defense, I was a child. I'm not even sure where she came across them, we're not Jewish (we were Baptists, from the midwest).
She also makes an onion pie that's pretty great.
My (fairly religious) aunt introduced me to latkes when I was a kid and it became a lifelong love affair.
I love a good latke, but a bad latke is a very sad thing indeed.
She was (is) a great cook, they were always light and fluffy. Usually we'd have them with applesauce but sometimes she'd make them with a lot of onion and we'd eat them with ketchup.
Ew. I don't know about ketchup. We always have sour cream.
I love my aunt and have very fond memories of oniony, ketchupy latkes but I don't eat ketchup with my potatos anymore lol.
In my defense, I was a child. I'm not even sure where she came across them, we're not Jewish (we were Baptists, from the midwest).
She also makes an onion pie that's pretty great.