I could spend hours writing on the topic of child abuse and neglect, but I really want to focus on drugs. Drugs are bad. I should know; my mother Joyce died of a heroin overdose when I was very young, and that, my friends, fucked up her family for life. It is a simple truth that when a parent abuses drugs, their ability to care for their child is deeply impaired.
This is an easy recipe, with a slightly different flavor from a "real" potato latke, a subtle sweetness that does not overwhelm. Forget the whole sour cream-applesauce debate, and serve both as accompaniments. Gives new meaning to "double dipping."
(Simchah is Yiddish for a happy occasion, or celebration. Latka is her husband.)
Place the shredded potatoes into a clean kitchen towel and squeeze out excess liquid.
Stir the onion and dill into the grated potatoes. Add the beaten eggs and stir well to combine. Add the remaining ingredients and stir well. Heat an inch or two of canola oil over medium-high heat. Test the flavor by frying one small latke so it can be tasted. Adjust the seasonings. Start frying the latkes, four at a time, using an ice cream scoop to measure them out. Fry on both sides until GBD (golden brown and delicious). Drain on paper towels, and serve hot.
Both my boys liked them. Booyah! Sour cream and applesauce for everybody! By the way, it is permissible to have latkes when it is not Hanukkah. So carpe latke and have a good day.